Save me
Save me from this place called home
It’s like living all alone
Where your mind becomes your escape and your spirit is gone
Only wishing for God to hurry up and answer the phone
If only your true emotions were shown
It’s like dialing the numbers of the phone and no ones there to even listen to the dial tone
Save me
So I can be on my way to a loving home
And tell God I’ll call him when I need a friend to depend on
Mystery Minds Poetry 
Beautiful…just absolutely beautiful!
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This is so beautiful and so relatable for me right now! Waiting for God to pick up but sometimes we just need to be still and quiet so we can hear the response He’s trying to give. All the best!
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Understand the feeling of only having your thoughts to escape to, but even those sometimes get overwhelming.
May I ask, what inspired this poem?
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At the time I was going through a lot of stress even depression which caused me to doubt myself…. I handed my problems to god because what I was going through I couldn’t fight it on my own. This was my inspiration to writing the poem.
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Thanks for sharing that 🙂
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