(Psalm 3. Written January 2021.)
I was done with life.
I had decided it.
I would never be a wife.
I would never again quit.
I'd taken the pills.
I knew it was my time.
I'd never again climb hills.
I had spent every last dime.
Trying to find love,
In all the wrong places.
I had never seen a dove,
That would show peaceful faces.
Yet, it was not over.
Though I wanted an end,
He said you'll find a clover.
I still have much love to send.
"You will end in Hell!
My precious child, don't go."
All He meant was WELL,
Within my soul, it is so.
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