Please

Dear God,
Do you see? 
That they have a part of me?
That they’ve stolen, lied and cheated?
That I’m down here on my knees,
begging for restoration,
                   renewal, You to hear.
I’m alone, and I’m scared. 
        And I’m waiting. 
For mercy, for grace, though they’re already mine.
Make me
know,
see,
believe.
Dear God,
Please.