Please don't Leave me Here
A Plea to the Lord
I have begged
Pleaded
Prayed
Lord, why am I still here
Why will you not take me home
Excruciating, debilitating pain
Physical, emotional
Overwhelmed
Misery
Sadness
Despair
Lord, why am I still here
You’ve answered every prayer
Forsaking this one
Lost
Confused
Suffering
Lord, why am I still here
If there is a light
Why can I not see it
If I am of use
Why can I not feel it
Unloved
Useless
Alone
Lord, why am I still here
Have I not suffered enough
A lifetime of pain and suffering
Too great a burden
Begging
Pleading
Praying
Lord, please don’t leave me here
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Lyn McClatchey
I am an American writer, born and raised in Illinois. Aside from writing, I enjoy crafting, reading, and spending time with my loving husband and two sons. I have taken creative writing courses and am a therapist for autistic children.
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