At the seams
Falling apart, Nursing this Broken heart. Can’t take this Much longer, Getting weaker Not stronger. No one sees My tears. My cries No one hears. What’s been hidden, Starting to show. Night runs into day, More frequently low. All alone, In a crowd. Never said Out loud. Only One can take That hole we hide, Fill it with love, Make us whole inside. One moment of healing Was all it took. Couldn’t do it myself With advice or a book. Night turns to day, No more broken pieces. Come what may, Now I know I have Jesus. Comments are closed.
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