"As I sit..."

 

As I sit here feeling sick,

Sick of me, sick of life.

I wonder why I am alive,

I wonder why God gave me life.

 

As I sit here on my bed,

I wonder why I hate myself,

I wonder why I have so much anger.

I wonder what went wrong.

 

As I sit here all alone,

I wonder if I'll always be alone.

I wonder if there is someone,

Who will truly love me.

 

As I sit here feeling lost,

In all my emotions and feelings,

I wonder if I'll be happy again.

I wonder if there is true happiness.

 

As I sit here all alone,

I think about God.

I realize that God loves me,

And that God has all the answers.

 

~Heather A. 8/26/99