Relentless
R E L E N T L E S S
Suffering
Encased tightly to tame
To avoid confrontation and blame
Wearily pained by the day
Much of it is the same
Dark
Deep
Hollow
Tiresome
Do You know the words that the mouth could never hope to speak?
Do You understand the stripping of the soul when its dying?
Nightmares scarier than real life
Real life draining the depths of the human spirit Constant river of tears streaming down and creating puddles on the bedroom floor A living, breathing being with a bleeding core Is death at the door?
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What good are ever-shifting emotions for?
The chance of floating is the chance of sinking The chance of going is the chance of stopping The chance of doing right invites the wrong The facts of living makes the opportunity of not easier Hear the utters of those in affliction Hear them, O Lord!
Save them….save them
This poem is darker in speaking from another perspective.
The point is to call out to God when in distress.
He understands everything we are dealing with and wants us to come to Him.