My son's death
left a hole in my heart.
No songs to heaven
can recall my once pure faith.
Christ bore His pain
and now I bare my own.
Lord, have mercy,
I am not strong like Your son.
You made the sacrifice
to give up Your only son.
I am human, such a sacrifice
I could not even comprehend.
Have mercy Lord,
I am made in Your image
I am Your child as well.
You understand loss, do You not?
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Here We Are, But We're Still Lost
I have spilled my heart on this journal and now I am making it public. I doubt what you will find will interest you much. It's only my battered soul.
Lol, sorry, that was really angst, wasn't it?
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