Having a bad day...

Oh, I’m having a bad day
When asked , I don’t know what to say .
My spirits damp like a rain in May
I need help but can’t seem to pray .

I find a spot to sit and mope
Been so stupid , feel like a dope
Spirits so low, I’ve lost my hope
I’d hang myself but can’t find a rope .

My mind wanders all over the place
Was I meant for this human race ?
Bones weary , can’t stand the pace
Tomorrow’s a day I don’t want to face.

Why Lord , does this happen to me ?
No joy in my life that I can see .
In frustration I kneel on bended knee
I beg you Lord set my spirit free .

Through the fog I hear a voice ,
“remember son , you have a choice
I gave you life for to rejoice
Not to play with like Satan’s dice .”

Not a game of chance , no casual bet
One go around is all you get .
No matter how bad or how you fret
Have they crucified you yet ?

Oh my Lord , I see so clear
My mind so fogged , all that fear
Blind to the fact that You are near
That in my heart only You can peer .


My soul rejoices in pure relief
As Your love removes all grief .
“Devil “ I say “be gone you thief.”
I’ll start anew with Christ’s belief.