My Child, Poetry by Justin Hanson

Genre: Inspirational and Religious

My Child
by Justin Hanson

Each day you look up and see a wall so high
That you think surely no one will hear you cry
You feel like this pit is just too deep
And what’s left of your life is its to keep
You fear that in this loneliness you’ll wither and die.

You feel the walls around you quickly closing in
Ignoring that it’s caused by your own sin,
So you find yourself stuck locked in a cage
Its bars built of your own rage.

Unrelenting pain is becoming your new norm
This hurricane of hurt is your personal storm.
You are struggling, grasping for each breath
Even hoping for the release that would be death.

Day by day you fall further from my mark
Night by night you stagger through the dark.
Desperately you try to survive this fight
But fear grips…