Inspirational Poem by Teens

Poem About Doubt And Faith

I was having some struggles with life. Everything seemed to be going wrong all at once, and I started doubting my faith and other things. Life became so hard for me, and I felt like I had nothing and no one. But then I finally turned to God and realized that he will always be there for me, even through my darkest hour.

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I love your poem! After my Dad left and I started to get bullied, I stopped believing in God. In my mind, there was no such thing as Christ. So after I moved schools my sophomore year in high...

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Hold Your Heart

© more by Ashley Bahr

Published by Family Friend Poems July 2012 with permission of the Author.

Remember those days when you were young?
Life was as easy as it could be.
There were laughs and stories and dreams.
You saw the sunshine and you were free.

Well there comes a point when you realize
That you finally have to grow up
And that hiding under your covers
Won't ever be quite enough.

I know those days when it feels like
There's no way you can keep going on.
Life just isn't worth living,
And nothing could be more wrong.

Those days when it's such a struggle
Just to pull yourself out of the bed.
The depression, it overwhelms you.
The fearful thoughts are spinning through your head.

Those days when you feel so broken
And the pieces keep falling apart.
Your sky grows stormy and gray.
Too much pain for this young, burdened heart.

You feel like there's no solution
To this riddle or game they call life.
And when it's your darkest hour,
It is then that I'll show you the light.

The light at the end of the tunnel
When you thought maybe this was the end.
I promise there's beautiful sunshine
On this dark road with sharp turns and bends.

Though it may not always seem it,
There's still happiness in this place.
And what you have to realize
Is that it takes a little faith.

I have always been here with you,
Just as I always will be,
And when life knocks you down so low,
Just put your trust in me.

So remember those days when you were young.
Life was as easy as it could be.
There were laughs and stories and dreams.
You saw the sunshine and you were free.

Well now here in your darkest hour,
Get under the covers and turn out the light.
Close your eyes and dream, my child.
Let me hold your heart tonight.

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  • Jo H. Morris by Jo H. Morris, Carrollton, Ga
  • 8 years ago

I love your poem! After my Dad left and I started to get bullied, I stopped believing in God. In my mind, there was no such thing as Christ. So after I moved schools my sophomore year in high school, I got turned in twice that same year for being suicidal. I'm not suicidal. I never was. But after that, I realized I needed to change something. My best friend tried to get me to come back to church, so I went with him one morning. It was great being back in church, but I didn't feel like this was right. So after a month of being back in church, I broke down and asked for forgiveness. I started to believe again. My best friend and family were amazed at how I totally changed my life around. Now I feel like nothing can stop me...

  • Nichia L. by Nichia L.
  • 10 years ago

Hi, Ashley. My name's Nichia. I read your poem a long time ago; and after I read it, I wanted to tell you my story, but I didn't have my own email address at that time. I wanted to say that, I had a similar story to your poem. I almost, had the same exact thoughts; so, when I read your poem, I was just shocked. Your poem, your thoughts were almost the exact, same thoughts that were in my head a long time ago. I want to tell you that your poem is absolutely, beautiful. You have such a talent and greatness in you; and I hope you know that. Know that God will always be there; He's always with you. :) You're a very a talented and wonderful and amazing writer and person, because you are. Thank you for sharing your poem. :)

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