The day I prayed to die,
I didn’t need any more why’s.
Wasn’t looking for reply’s,
there were no tears left to cry.
The day I prayed to die.
I wasn’t seeking heaven’s gate,
didn’t know if hell would be my fate.
Just knew I couldn’t longer wait,
to reach the end of livings state.
The day I prayed to die.
Question it a selfish prayer?
Of others, I was keenly aware.
But my pain just didn’t care,
it had become too much to bare.
The day I prayed to die.
No longer worth the constant strain,
exhaustion was my daily chain.
I knew I could no longer feign,
on others, I was now a drain.
The day I prayed to die.
Better just to cease to be,
everyone would then be free.
Grieve then moved away from me,
was my unstable inner plea.
The day I prayed to die.
I got no answer on that day.
Silent heaven wouldn’t life betray.
A barred path to its doorway.
Hell also couldn’t let me pay.
The day I prayed to die.
That day passed into the next,
continuation left me vexed.
I was blinded and perplexed.
“God, please, no more checks.”
Again, I prayed to die.
With no end and no relief,
exhaustion now pared with grief.
Greif was growing disbelief,
my prayer demanded a debrief.
Yes, I prayed to die.
Anger at the silent space,
God’s hand, I couldn’t trace.
Left me reeling, self disgrace,
numb to mercy’s embrace.
Still, I prayed to die.
Yet, God’s grace held true.
By degrees, it ever grew.
Working on my tainted view.
Willing to pull me through.
Even though I prayed to die.
See, my God will have his way.
His hand carry’s every day.
Promises will ever stay,
when his child walks astray,
or even prays to die.
Slowly life changing me,
life I wished I could flee.
Locked to earth by God’s decree.
Not my life, but his, you see.
He wouldn’t let me die.
Here I am, still in the mix.
God knows, I’m no easy fix.
Though I’m still one, he picks,
whatever life inflicts.
Steady prayers still fly,
though none ask to die.
©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef

I’m so glad the Lord doesn’t answer every prayer. Or doesn’t answer the way we want.
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Me too.
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I have to ask, are you ok?
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For now, yes I am. Thank you for asking.
I usually can’t write about something traumatic untill I am well on my way to healing.
Mental health has always been a stumbling block for me though. That is why I say, for now.
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I understand. It’s why one minute I’m ok with the blog and a couple minutes later I’m looking at deleting it…
“In your patience possess ye your souls.”
Luke 21:19 KJV
“I will not leave you comfortless: I will come to you.”
John 14:18 KJV
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Amen.
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Those scriptures have been on my mind all day. Shared them with my church and on here. And I felt you needed them too.
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome
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I love this piece with all of my heart! It is so raw and beautiful.
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Thank you Courtney. I debated whether I should share it or not, but am glad I did.
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I’ve been there…God’s grace always holds true. Good poem -deeply affecting..
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Thank you. He is the only constant in this world. ❤
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