In the secret recesses of my mind
Lies a story of the abrasive kind
Where hope meets no hope
and they collide
Sitting here I do have hope
Yet, still, I sigh
Deep inside
I still feel heavy
An' deeply burdened with pain
It runs so deep making me insane
I cannot shed one tear to cry
All I can do is sigh
Many marvelous works pass my way
Duplicate - thank you's - red lips say
Fear comes and goes like the tide
Poor me,
I can only sigh
Beauty all around me bends
A plethora do I have of godly friends
Still my eyes stay dry
... an' I sigh
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