My Heart

My heart is tearing in its place

I can not stand this “you lose, I win ” race

Each day goes by, I almost cry

I will NOT give up on this human race

To be saved or to be damned

It’s not who I am!

With all the love that I possess

And all the care in these arms

It’s meant for all people, not just the so called ” blessed”

Forgive me if I upset some

But life to me is already won…

Because of you.

Christine l