Not Done With Me Yet

I fell into the cold deep

Nobody was around

Thought I was doing well

I couldn’t make a sound

I saw that I was wasting

         Becoming only a shell      

I wouldn’t call out for help

My own personal hell

Things started to change

I thought about the Light

I wouldn’t just give up

I had a reason to Fight

My Shepard came to Rescue me

His little, lost sheep

I was aware again

I was His to keep

I felt this was the best

Life would be GREAT

But He had something more for me

A much bigger fate

He changed my life for Good

Something I’ll never forget

I have come to the realization

HE’S NOT DONE WITH ME YET

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