Dear Lord

Overwhelmed

Sometimes I experience information overload;
and there’s little, within it, I understand;
my thoughts feel as though they’re set to implode;
no longer feeling my mind in command.

I feel lonely, unloved, unwanted, and depressed;
struggling to find my way each day;
keeping my thoughts hidden and supressed;
seeking someone, to show me the way.

Logic keeps telling me, I’ll make it through;
but logic is devoid of compassion and love;
I try to find someone; most anyone will do;
but, I fear reaching out to the Father above.

Friendship can sometimes be very overrated;
for, all friends have a life of their own.
Even when encouragement leaves me inflated;
I become deflated, upon reaching home.

Success only lasts for a very brief season;
and failure awaits, outside our door;
tragedy strikes often, without any reason;
and, sorrow supplies the latest encore.

It may seem I make a mountain, out of a molehill;
especially since both are just piles of dirt;
I sometimes even lay blame on the Master’s will;
for, in the depths of my heart, I hurt.

In my mind, I know this pain will not last;
for the Master remains at the helm;
a season shall come when all this has passed;
till then, it all tends to overwhelm.

Monty   7/25/22.   # 1,225