(From stray to God)
As I walk along the lonesome path called life I wonder why everything to me is so frightening.
Why was I chosen to be alone to struggle, as I learn my way of life is an endless road going nowhere fast?
As I was brought into this world, I recall the warmth of my maternal figure.
Yet I cannot seem to remember how I’ve gotten so far away from that feeling.
I am not human yet, I have feelings such like I was.
I would be satisfied with love in any other form other than from myself.
I doubt I can survive without it.
Why did you make the decision of bringing so many of us into this world, when we would just return to you so unjustly?
Yes, I would like to meet you someday but, I want you to come for me when you are ready, not when I become someone’s burden.
Love me as I am. For, you made me who I am.
As I seek for my savior, my body weakens and soul dissipates.
One more question.
Why did you make me so little in a world so big?
Help me understand.
My size and character make me vulnerable to all who think I am just another.
For, I am not.
Wait one more thing.
If I cannot have a good caring home here on earth, do you promise to keep me safe and secure in your arms in heaven?
For, heaven is the only path in which I will never be lost.