I uh . . . wrote this . . . (2)
Date: Jan 23rd, 2006 1:36:32 am - Subscribe
Mood: frustrated
Dead to me
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I am in the same position I have always been. I am standing here, helpless, unable to take my eyes off her. A year ago I would have never believed that this could be true. Not this soon. She was so close to Him, and yet she has fallen so far. Or was she ever close? I stand by and watch as her life is destroyed. I don't know what is worse: is it that she can't see the very thing that is killing her or that she does not even know she is dying? I am helpless. I am helpless because it is not my choice to make. I can't make her come back to Him. Not only this, but I am to distant to talk to her about the choices she makes. If I was closer, maybe I could talk to her, but if I went to her now, as I am, it would only push her further from Him. The whole situation is completely out of my control. This hurts me more than anything else in this world. I want to make her see, but I can't, and I fear she is to blind to ever see again. The only thing I can do now is pray. I feel it is meaningless though. She has completely fallen away from Him. She is dead to me. Another one has fallen. This wouldn't be such a big deal for me if I didn't happen right in front of me. I pray that my closer friends will not find such a cruel death as this, that I might shed light on their eyes and let them see this light that has truely set me free.
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