"I Still believe"

What brings you joy and happiness can also bring you pain and sorrow...

Sometimes it feels impossible to be hopeful when you feel the pain of today will be repeated tomorrow. 

I'm ready to rejoice, and remove my fears. 

I'm ready to laugh instead crying tears. 

I've been crying for many years. 

I don't understand why God is taking so long to stop by and bless "Even Me"

I've interceded for so many and yet my burdens won't flee. 

Rock bottom I've reached. I'm at an all time low. 

I'm praying but my faith is shaken, yet prayer is all I know. 

I've been told that my pain is not in vain...

In due time victory will be gained. 

People tell me you are so strong. 

But God knows my heart, God knows my situation so why is he taking so long. 

It's has to be more to life then my surroundings 

While I'm waiting on my miracle my blessings I'm still counting. 

Just to be alive is one I'm not taking for granted. 

But I want to live while I'm alive, I'm tired of feeling like I'm on a deserted planet. 

Lord where are you? I need you embark. 

Father God please save me from the dark. 

I try and I try and it seems like I always fell. 

While on earth I'm going through hell. 

The devil whispers your not worthy of life so commit suicide. 

Confusion fluids my thoughts as I try to scrutinize. 

I feel worthless there is nothing in my life I can utilize. 

What's the purpose of all this pain, when will I get the prize. 

I'm so weak and tired of all these ordeals. 

Strength Is becoming harder to feel. 

But, I was told when I'm too weak to stand I'm in the perfect position to kneel. 

Lord please hear my cry and grant me a breakthrough. 

So many storms over my life has blew. I'm in line for a miracle lord knows it's overdue. 

But lord if you say wait then I only have wait and obey. 

Depression is creeping in, harder I must pray. 

As painful as life can be I'm still thankful for this day. 

Setbacks make you want to stop and ask God why?...

It's so easy to become hooked on sin, it's easy to give up, because test and trials always stop by. 

But. 

I'm addicted to Jesus, ain't no high like the most high...

On a scale of one to ten people ask whats my pain rate. 

It's always between eight to ten but Faith is telling me it has an expiration date. 

I'm just tired. I pray that the devil just leave. 

Even when I don't feel you there Lord I trust you, and I believe you. Blessings, Miracles, Favor, I will conceive. 

Lord you feel all my pain, and suffering that I grieve. 

You know my hopes and dreams that I pray to achieve. 

With all that I go through Lord I still believe. 

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Poetic Tiffany Poet