Cue the Hero

You made sweet promises

That I liked to hear.

You said that in hard times

You'd always be there.

I believed every word of it-

Matter of fact, I believe it still.

But in all honesty,

My faith's wearing somewhat thin.

Doubts wash over me

That I try to assuage

But I don't know how long

I can keep them at bay,

Or continue to delay

The crumbling of my defences

In the face of warring elements

That seem so damn relentless.

I rejected the darkness once before

But this test is just so hard to endure.

While I don't enjoy feeling sorry for myself

Right now I am in need of help.

But if somehow You fail to come through,

I have no idea what I'm gonna do.

A Simple Prayer

I need a sense of direction,

Or a semblance of guidance;

Some sign or a token at least,

A word fitly spoken to give me some peace.

I need to receive a shred of assurance.

I don't need a bright light with the halleluiah chorus

Just something to help me believe that in my choices

I was not just deceived by trecherous voices;

That the hardships I've suffered

And the companionship I've offered

In sacrifice to the greater good

At the price of being misunderstood

Will be worth attaining my ultimate goal;

That I'll birth something precious

And watch great deeds unfold;

That the seeds sown through vision

In the depths of my soul

Will yield a harvest richer than any I've yet known.

In the meantime, may I be granted

In proportion to the task

Strength, courage and wisdom

If it's not too much to ask.