THIS!

I come with my grief. Yet I can’t seem to give voice utterance.

The Perpetual Prayer

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I come with my grief. Yet I can’t seem to give voice utterance.

I can not speak…Not freely

Tear streaks, Hateful screams

I come with grief, I come bearing thorn in side

Begging it be taken, Praying it pass it is too much to bear!

Be brave enough to walk into it, Always walk into it…

once more

Never afraid to love, But this! Why give me this?

This unspeakable… ache. Is there no cure, No balm to heal?

Why then must I feel, why Must I feel, I FEEL…..

THIS

Strength comes but must it hurt so?

Growth comes but must it hurt so?

Why?

I don’t want it, take it, send it back from whence it came!

Pity me not, Patronize me not

Time….they say

Faith I hold too, yet I am human

I can not act as if this is easy.

This is a struggle, this is a hard battle fought, mostly with self.

I don’t want this,I don’t want to feel this!

No matter how I may pray

The pain remains

Like an eternity staring back in my face

Work on it I tell myself

If you work for it, if you pray

If you hold fas…