Sitting Alone

This picture always seemed to me like it should be accompanied by a poem. I have not written any that I felt like presenting with it, but here is one written by a friend.

Lord Have Mercy

Lord have mercy, I declare in my prayers
Stranded in a world, where nobody cares
Heard your voice in the summit,
But no, I didn't follow
In my mouth the beer plummets
Guzzled bottles turned hollow
Dwelling in my stomach
The alchohol still wallows
Will you convict me for what I do tomorrow?
Will you restore the souls I fill with sorrow?
Repair my brothers' chin if I kick him in the mouth
Should my future turn grim, and I rob my neighbors shelf
Would you forgive me of my sin?
Would you let me in your house?

I wasted most days trying to be better than everyone else.
In the heart of the struggle, I forgot to better myself

After the rage I am calm
I hope you understand
The purpose of this psalm
Is that I'm just a man
Inside my withered heart is full of holes that bleed
Inside the holes are dark with images of greed
Love have mercy, replace my fists with hugs
Replace my greed with blood
Make my soul a fountain
Replace my hate with love