Take me

Posted: 12th February 2000 by Jab in Poetry

Sometimes I just want to die …

Take me Lord, for I am yours.

A lost soul beat many times over

by love.

 

Take me Lord, for all the wrong reasons.

I have tried so hard to accomplish,

yet seem to fail every time.

 

Take me Lord, and set me free,

of this anguish inside my soul,

this heartache; torment.

 

Take me Lord, for I have done no wrong.

Only to shower my love, my emotions,

Opened my heart and soul.

 

Take me Lord, I ask you why?

Why must I be?

Alone; so cold.

 

Take me Lord, I ask you?

Show me a life without pain or misery.

Where happiness does exist.

 

– Take me