The Tunnel, the Light
As we walk through this life Our heads look down and not ahead.
Sometimes we choose to be afraid, and sometimes we pretend to be dead.
The way people look the way they stare. I can't believe who would dare.
I'm not perfect but is anyone for that matter. As I sit I hear the chatter.
People talk all too much when do they listen?
Why would they not understand it's not that hard to comprehend.
They held me in that house God awful things that I just can't pronounce.
I wanted to die I could do nothing but cry.
When help finally arrived all too much as three days too late.
Weeks went by hours of the day. My attitude changed as did my body.
I was pregnant by somebody, I cried I prayed I was lost so they say.
There was never any doubt that he was mine.
This light this time I had to let it shine. My little joy was born a boy.
I never struggled with his name God spoke to me and I said the same.
Levi Michael will be his name.
Fourteen years have passed and this boy has never asked.
As I struggle with the answer I have to give one day, I know in my heart God will make a way.
It's funny the things we go through.
It's funny the way people see me.
It's funny I don't look down when I walk anymore.
It's funny you were my open door.
I was scared about this day indeed. Thank you dear Lord for believing in me.
Levi and I loving son and mother.
© 2014 Crystal Hubbard