You feel at ends, alone and lost,
you feel there’s no place left to turn.
Your best made plans are all but tossed
and all those bridges built are burned.

You feel all have abandoned you
and everything you had is gone.
There’s no one there to see you through
the long night’s entrance into dawn.

You just don’t care to live or die
and most times want to sit and stare,
I’m here to say you have to try
and don’t you think that no one cares.

For you and I have never met
and probably we won’t this day,
but, if you hold on, I will bet
you’ll want to hear what I must say.

I too have been where you now trod,
I held the gun to end my life,
but then I found my knees and God
who now helps me to bare my strife.

I, too, have said the same as you –
“Don’t talk to me about a God
who’d do to me just what He’d do.
I don’t believe … He’s just a fraud!”

You’re not alone for I, too, thought
this very thing not long ago.
When all seemed lost, His face I sought,
because I had nowhere to go.

My mind returned, my caring, too,
I found that I could smile again.
I learned new ways to see me through
and won’t go back to where I’d been.

You feel alone? You’ll never be,
though you and I may never meet,
I’ve been there, too, now come with me,
we’ll sit together at His feet.

© 2019, Barb Henson. All rights reserved.

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Barb Henson
I love to read and swim, even more I love to write poetry. I love challenges and I write to let people know they are not alone in this world they travel in. God is a big part of my life and has been since the day He stopped me from trying to end it.
No Where To Go
5 based on 3 reviews

3 thoughts on “No Where To Go

  • January 20, 2020 at 8:53 am
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    Hi, Barb. Sorry about the late review, I’ve been stuck at work until the early hours for ages now.

    Lovely work here and a very attention-catching piece. Loneliness is one of the hardest things to overcome I reckon because it doesn’t fix itself like a cold does.

    God is there for us when we need him if we only ask him to be.

    PD

  • December 11, 2019 at 8:18 am
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    This comes from the heart. It has deep meaning to a stranger like me. I been down that road, almost a carbon copy of experience I had. But Gods angels saved me. I don’t know why? The creator gives signs. You must recognize them. This story comes at a good time in my life, to stop and realize. A read a lot of poems but this one is a favorite. It comes from living and all the suffering we endure while on earth. I wish I could give more stars. This special poem comes from a special person.

  • December 3, 2019 at 4:16 pm
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    Hello, Barb

    A very nicely rhymed piece and too true as well.

    You are very good at these story poems from a human, emotional point of view. Without God, we sure would be lonely in this place which can be so hard on people.

    Very nice

    Ambot

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