dear God

Dear God,

I don’t understand why you don’t talk to me

I feel abandoned by the man who said he would never leave

You were supposed to be my daddy

         But daddies don’t ignore their kids

I used to feel your warmth

         It was like being cuddled up in grandmas home made quilt

Instead of warmth

         I feel chilled

Instead of love

         I feel alone

We were so close

         Now distant

         From everyone

Laughter used to spring out of me from a fountain of joy.

What happened to that joy?

Is it just hidden in a box?

         Stored away in the back of my soul?

The only emotion I feel is

         Depression.

So will life return to me?

Or

Will I remain dead inside?

That was what i wrote in my journal over the summer. I was going through a depression. It took a lot but i go my answer to that question. God got me through it. Dont worry he will get you through it too!