For the record
I cannot count the times I beg.
I feel worst and embarrassed
But I know not how to break a leg.
I pinch myself to wake
And see madness or reason
Why did I love a rake
I am committing self-treason.
I prayed hard to stop my folly
But the more he ignored me
I became more clingy
Help me please, tis very unhealthy.
My annoying persistence of pleading
And his very steadfast resistance
When will this cycle end
I appeal to God for deliverance.
God has amazing plans for me
Like the arrow, I was aiming
I may be pulled backward in difficulties
But I’ll be launched for a greater blessing.
Trust God in every circumstance.