By Shirley LaMartina
I started out with good
intentions in mind…
but I soon lost my way
and ended up doing time.
It’s the choices that echo
through my mind at night…
will I ever have the courage
to do what is right.
I said I wouldn’t do it
a thousand times before…
But here I go again
walking through that door.
I don’t have any hope,
I’ve never had a dream…
The silence is so loud
it silences my scream.
I remember the words
my Mother used to say…
“There is hope in Jesus
when you pray.”
I’m tired and I’m weary
from this guilt and despair…
I’m not welcome here
and I’m not wanted there.
I don’t want to live my life
then one day discover I’m old…
and have nothing left to give
and no one to hold.
Someone please help me
do more than just cope…
If I’m ever going to make it
I’ve got to have HOPE.