A poem… a description…
I am. I breathe. I function.
Not always properly.
I stand facing someone I don’t recognize.
I see insecurity, regret and fear…
His choices in life lead down a misguided path…
He searches but does not find
He wants but is unsure of what
He is desperate but does not
know why
He aches for peace within his own soul
In making wrong decisions
He learns more about himself
This someone I stand looking at
is staring back at me…
He asks for my help
And I ask for God’s…
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