Tuesday, 9 December 2008 . 16:46

I promised a friend of mine I would post this poem. So here it goes. I wrote it when I was 14 years old.

A time of rush, a time of despair,
running fast I gasp for air.
Don't know where I'm heading, just running away,
Escaping from life on this endless day.
The anger is boiling deep inside of me,
The frustration is rising, thoughts won't set me free!
I'm physically tired, mentally wiped out,
I stop, out of breath: can't talk let alone shout!
I look around me thinking fast;
Where am I? I must be lost...
A big wooden door strikes my sight,
I hear gentle music and see a soothing light.
I walk in slowly, a scared look on my face,
Yet i'm calm, as if i know the place...
I open the door, walk inside,
I'm in a chapel and at the back I hide.
I sit in a bench, grab a tight squeeze
give a breath of relief and fall to my knees!
I remember and think of sad past years
and to these thoughts i burst into tears.
I cry and cry letting out the pain,
I stop for a while then start all over again.
I hear footsteps and a gasping for air,
I look behind me, cannot believe who's there.
My angel's standing there wearing a friendly smile,
She had followed me running the entire mile!
Seeing her there I felt no more alone
and a sense of peace instantly filled my soul.
I smiled back for now there's no need to despair
For now I know my angel's always there.
She was sent by the Father to watch over me
to guard me from danger, when blind helps me see.
God sends us His angels so that maybe we
choose the way that sets us free.
By my side my angel walks everyday,
she's there forever and there to stay.
But when things get tough and out of hand
our angel leaves us; and
to our unknown, guarding us from harm
the Father carries us gently in His arms!

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