The Rescuer

The Rescuer

The fear engulfs me,

Washing over me like a mighty wave.

I raise my hand up, reaching for something to grasp;

My fingers close on empty air.

My last hope drains from me as the air escapes my lungs.

I scream, but no sound comes out.

The darkness is coming.

Slowly my world is fading to black.

But then, just as I slip to the edge of unconsciousness,

I feel a hand grasp my own.

I feel a tugging.

My head breaks the surface and I see your face.

Forever in your debt, I collapse at your feet.

Thank you

You saved me from the hopelessness

You are my Rescuer.

I Miss You

I Miss You

I miss you.

I miss everything about you.

Your smile,

Your laugh,

Your beauty.

But do you want to know what I miss most?

The ignorance I was filled with.

I believed we might be together.

Can we?

Could we?

Only God knows.

I don’t even deserve you.

You are too good and pure for me.

I’ve done too much,

Too much that can never be washed away.

I don’t want to hurt you,

I know I would end up doing just that in the end.

I know I wouldn’t be able to live with myself after that.

But the worst part?

I still believe.

I still HOPE.

Maybe, just maybe, it could happen.

Maybe God will be good to me,

Maybe my desire will become my reality.

But what if it doesn’t?

Will I be able to handle it?

Will it be too painful for me?

Please God, show me the truth.