Questioning

Father, why does the cloud cover my head?
Where is your voice to which I heed?
It’s getting dark and I am scared…
Because now more than ever I feel alone.

Father, have I lost favor in your eyes?
Do you see me as your son?
Where is the coveted love?
That everyone seems to have but me!

Father, maybe it's I who needs to search…
For the something that is missing…
The hidden happiness my Father could bring…
This type of questioning haunts my thoughts constantly.