Thru the years, I have experienced much blood, sweat and tears.
I have fallen to many a snare, and have been close to utter despair.
The wounds I have inside have grown more deep and wide.
I have cried in my pain to be released from the strain.
My hopes and dreams fled, as I settled for mere relief instead.
Some would kindly try to assist, yet the sorrow would inevitably persist.
In my anguish I would pray, why O God must I go thru all this disarray.
The heaven’s seemed silent, thus the hardship grew more potent.
Every single heart beat, would cause my expectations to deplete.
Love is lifting me out of this hole, and breathing life back into my soul.
A beam of light now does spark, illuminating me in this night so dark.
The Lord remains faithful and true, regardless what I may go thru.
With a renewed resolve in my being, I press on till a better day I am seeing.
By: Dee (12-27-2006)