The ballad of the lost soul.

It’s pretty dark outside; where are you? You said I’d never be alone, is it true? I’m stumbling over rocks, and into trees. I can’t see my feet in front of me, so I definitely don’t see you. Can you see me?  Whatever happened to the promises that you would be with me to the end of days, wait, were you fooling me all along, pulling me along, just to let me down again. I just want to make it to the top of this mountain, God. Just this mountain. Maybe if I get to the top I’ll see the valley and maybe, just maybe, I’ll see you in it, waiting for me. Please. Say you’ll wait for me in the valley, to carry me. If  I can barely make it to the top of this mountain, what makes you think I can make it down from here. The dark is darkest now. I’m pretty sure my feet are bleeding, cause they’re hurting, I’m barely breathing. I see a light in the distance. God is that you? I’m coming God, let me collapse at your feet . Breathe. Breathe life. Breathe hope back into me.

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