This is my story, my untold story.
Tape and stored deep in the memory bank of my mind.
Take my hand as we go through memory lane.
Play, fast forward, stop, rewind resume,
And there, High School!
A young boy sits in the corner of the table
Alone with a frowns and his friends Mike and Ayton
Joins, at that moment the frown turns to a smile
The boy put on his happy face for the world,
While on the inside is a feeling of death.
In crowed of people bored by friends
Looking for escape, to make an exit.
The boy has a loves for people
But not for teenage talk.
Canโt seem to fit in the puzzle
He remains the last piece of the puzzle,
Lost.
He was the tallest in class
Had a head shaped like a football (rugby ball) and
His voice sounded like a broken record
He was cut down by students
His head beheaded in public
And voice silenced
The boy went to his fortress of solitude
His thought was filled of tears of sadness
Each tear for each day spent alone.
Longing to be filled with sunshine on his face
But his reality was filled with rain everyday all day
One day the boy met a person named Jesus Christ
He swallowed up the ocean that had accumulated inside
Me like a cup of water.
Each rain drop contained…
Sadness, Fear and Loneliness.
He brought the sun, to a place that never seen a sunset
And He said he will never leave me,
On that day the boyโs life changed
When Jesus met him in the storm
And brought the light into the dark,
This are my untold story
Kindness S
This is good, very touching
๐๐พJesus โฅ๏ธ
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I love it.. Awesome!
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Thank
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Wow I’m impressed and inspired.
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๐๐wow
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Thank man
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Beautiful
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A touching story of how loving and kind God is. How He desires to change how we see ourselves. To see the truth and not the lies people tell us. I love this. I love this.
Keep writing,
a story teller.
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