To the God who made me. I'm stuck to the ground, And my palms glued together. I can't wrestle with you, Not even with the hand that made me. I surrender to you, So please don't consume me with your fire Like lighting your eye strikes through the face of the earth. I shrink at the sound of your voice. You are there in the stars,the moon,and the sun reflect your greatness. How can I eat and lit? When my world crumbles right before me. Why you choose me?I can't tell. Why you love me? I can't comprehend. In this world,sometimes I pay to be loved, Even to be heard. But you hear the whisper of my heart crying for relieve. I get rejected most times, But you won my heart,and accepted my flaws. You don't love like people do. With you, Something was made out of a life that couldn't fit into a sheet. like a foil paper, you wrapped me in your grace. I was frustrated, disappointed, and afflicted. But you captured my life and added a spice to it. So I'm i...
I'm Ruth. I write to inspire to keep hope alive.