A young girl sits
shaking, scared, alone
in a church
A place she hasn't ever visited before
Waves of paranoia have invaded
her mind for a long time now
She fears for her life
For no good reason at all
Except, for the quilt she unjustly
has placed within her soul
Drugs will do that to you
she reasons, she has seen others
go through this, thinking she
wouldn't ever be that way
Not realizing that soon
it would be her turn to lose it,
she isn't different at all, not
better then those she learned to hate
She speaks
"GOD, I hope you can help me
I know I never came to your house before.
I think I am going crazy. People are going to kill me"
She sobs and looks around, "are they here to get me?"
"I keep running, from ghosts, I can't see
I am losing all reality, I think
I promise GOD, if you'll help me now
I will never do drugs again
If you let me live, I will help the others"
She sat, waiting for an answer
thinking God would speak to her
He didn't
Sadly she rises, walks down the long aisle
Turns to look at the beauty of the stained glass windows
Sun filtering in so soothingly, how strange the light seemed
But she wasn't afraid anymore
She opens the door to leave
What a beautiful day it is, she thinks
No one is waiting to hurt her
She has made it
GOD does make miracles, happen
