Voices

Voices
A Poem read to Jesus Christ
Written on 11/14/10
By Olivia Grace Varga


Voices pound inside my head
All they say is “You’re better off dead”
Crying I lay on the floor
I can’t hardly take it anymore

I lift my head and hear Your voice
I’ll follow You, it’s all my choice
The other voices start to scream
I start to think “Is this a dream?”

It’s not a dream, it’s all too real
I want to snuff out the feeling I feel
Laying here I know I can’t
So I lay on the floor and rant

“Jesus, save me
Reach out Your hand
Pick me up
And help me stand”

This is my cry, these past 3 days
I close my eyes and make my case
Before You I lie, a mess on the floor
You make it so I can take more

Voices pound inside my head
All they say is “You’re better off dead”
Crying I lay on the floor
Knowing that with Your help I can take more