Well this started as a poem but then turned into something entirely different...
__________________________________Title: Cry
Sometimes when I'm alone
I cry because I'm by myself
The tears I cry are warm and bitter
They flow with life but never take form
I cry because my heart is torn
I find it difficult to carry on
If I had an ear to confide in
I would cry among my special friend
But who do you know to stop that long
And help another carry on
The world moves fast and it would rather pass by
Then to stop and see what makes one cry
It's painful and sad
And sometimes I cry
And no one cares about why
But I have to stop myself
Because I know when you're alone that is where God speaks the most
That is the encounter
He takes count of every tear even when we do not
And collects them in a bottle
Never letting one fall
When we're alone were vulnerable
We open up and spew out everything we've been holding in because we think we had to keep it in
When really we were distracting ourselves
Wanting to stay comfortable in the arms of grief
Where we didn't have to try to be better where we stood in defeat
Or pretend that everything was okay
We let ourselves become stuck
Trying to survive each day
When we needed to get out of our rut
All we have to do is accept His love
Yes the love of our Father
Whose been here the whole time
Whom we never saw through our tear drenched eyes
If only we were to dry our eyes and stop the whining and self pity we'd see Him there with us
See that He is all we ever need
He is listening
All you have to do is come to Him
It doesn't matter what you did
It doesn't matter if you have it all together
It doesn't matter what others think of you or what you think of yourself
Return to Him with your whole heart
You have to be all in not almost
Christ didn't almost die for us
Didn't almost return from the grave
Didn't almost give us promises
He did
So why aren't we giving Him all our effort
Why are we treating him like a last resort instead of our first priority
Be thankful for what you have that you get a clean start everyday
With the sunrise you get another chance another opportunity to life that others don't
And with each sunset you get the victory of believing you survived another day
God wants You to be close to Him
He will show you the desires of your heart
You have to ask Him
Listen
Surrender
Repent
And most importantly
Receive
He loves us so much there's no need to cry anymore
You're never alone
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PoesíaHere is a collection of my poetry and spoken words. Writing is my life, my passion, I wouldn't be where I am or who I am today without it. Enjoy.