I'm Beginning to SeeMature

Please be patient.

Please don't give up on me.

I have this feeling, your tired of me.

I can hear your sighs, your inward groanings.

So I'll try to keep my mouth shut, I'll face these lies alone.

You've always been there.

But I am beginning to see a shadow.

A shadow of impatience.

Will you leave me?

Yes, actions speak louder than words.

I know you've always been there for me.

But I can see your patience wearing.

Sometimes I just want to talk to you.

Sometimes I just want to cry to you.

Without you giving advice, correction, or cutting down my fears.

I see I'm becoming a project, an inconvenience to your life.

I refuse to become that.

I realize I repeat what I say, o're and o're again. 

I know I sound stupid.

I know I should be over this.

I know this pain shouldn't be hurting me like it does.

But I don't know fully how to get over it.

You say its already been so long.

You say its silly.

As tears sting my eyes and I silently agree.

I know its silly, I know it shouldn't hurt like this.

But you may know what I think, but you don't know my pain.

You know a touch, but I don't think you'll ever fully comprehend it all.

Walk in my shoes, my heart, my mind for a day.

You'll see what I'm living with.

Though I've taken away the guilt, I still deal with so much. 

I've come to realize, God is the only one who will never leave me.

He will never grow tired of my cries and my fears.

Its a harsh and sad realization. 

But one I've had to come to grips with.

Please be patient.

Please don't give up on me.

I have this feeling you're tired of me.

I can hear your sighs, your inward groans.

So I'll try to keep my mouth shut, and face these lies alone.

The End

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