Sinner's Prayer

A poem for anyone looking for a safe place in the Kingdom

Nameless 

Not claiming to be 

Blameless 

Nor shameless 

But things are becoming 

Pain-less 

And I pay less 

Attention to the need 

To breathe 

Or fed 

But It’s fear I eat instead, 

Depression is where I made my bed 

Lust is where I find my legs 

But today -

I’m crying for a new pathway to be led 

So it’s Sunday-

I think ima go see the Pastor instead

Hope & dreams

Instead of screams tonight 

when I rest my head

See, 

I came here to repent for my sins

Knowing a day would come when I would be led to to this place 

I just thought I would be carried instead 

As I walk in-

I feel eyes covering me like 

Hands 

Hands of many men 

That had their own plan of me

With me

For me

Now I’m here 

And everyone is looking at my skin 

As they can see my sins

I walk down the aisle to find my seat 

Feeling my bare skin showing 

Nothing but the cuts from where I been

See I shouldn’t have came so many can see my shame

But how 

When no one here knows my name

I just continue to sit here holding my head in shame 

Hoping to get something to relieve this pain

The preacher gets up 

I cross my fingers

Hope this wasn’t in vein 

He began to speak 

How God knows my name

That He feels my pain 

That He too was in pain 

That He came to save me from my wicked ways 

That He’s plan is available to me 

- it wasn't for His personal gain

That he would be there for me when I called His name 

How He never left me 

Even when my only company was pain

Next thing you know I’m filled with tear

I began to realize it wasn’t fear that led me here 

But the was Him trying to draw me near

I come running to the altar like a Daughter to the arms of her Father

The preacher said four words

“Welcome Home, My Daughter”