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.