My lonely soul was destitute.
Abandoned, was my heart.
So desolate in lonesome thoughts,
so empty, torn apart.
If you could understand these words
then you'd know that is why
my life was just some lonely words
that made me want to cry.
Awake, I laid, night after night.
I didn't have a clue.
Those lonely words kept nagging me
and breaking me in two.
I found a friend, a friend indeed
who understands me now.
I used to never care or love,
but He had showed me how.
He never spoke a single word,
at least not audibly.
But He has blessed so very much,
this undeserving me.
My heart now overflows with joy.
My soul no longer cries.
The loneliness has been replaced
with sparkle in my eyes.
I'll not be focused on myself.
For Jesus, I will live.
No longer do I live for self
and selflessly will give.
This poem was a finalist in the July 2020 poetry contest