Lord, I ask you to guide me.
I am lost . . .
I have squandered the life you gave me
by being afraid to live.
Fear has dogged my every step.
Dreams I’ve turned to nightmares.
People see me as fragile,
how self-created is that?
Lord, help me out of the quicksand
I am sinking in before it goes
above my nose.
Help me have the strength
to free myself
from my self-created prison.
Inside is a published author of books,
a healthy person –
someone to give to those in need.
A woman who has the right
to find love and a lover.
Someone who wants me.
There are many facets of my being
and I only show the worst
the helplessness, the sorrow . . .
Release me from the burden of myself.
Show me what it is like to be free,
confident, inspired –
for I can not find my way out alone –
not without you.