Get me out of this

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Scared
Lonely
Terrified
Shaken

Unbelief
Doubt
Fear…lots of it

Why? What? Why me??
It’s your fault.
If it had happened,  I deserved it.

I turned towards the window.
Wiped the tear running down my cheek rather quickly.
I looked up.
To the air, to the sky, TO GOD and whispered
“Get me out of this”.

He did????
HE DID.

I’ll never know what would’ve, or what could’ve happened that day BUT I know what did.

What I thought I wanted, I didn’t find.
I found You.