When all is mess like roads are blurred,
You have complaint yet you can't be heard,
No one to run to, nobody to hold,
You need an embrace when the night gets cold.
You did all you can but nothing's enough,
You're weary of burden; everything's rough,
The future's a stranger remaining unknown,
You're trembling and scared you might live alone.
Breathe it deep-then cry it all out!
Yell all the pain! Scream it aloud!
Woe your heart, cry for tonight,
Tomorrow is promised to make things right.
So then you cried, kneel down to pray,
Jesus is with you, forever He'll stay,
A friend, a pillow, a shoulder, an ear,
Trust and believe; Jesus will hear.
Cry for tonight,
And sleep so tight,
Tomorrow is delight,
Everything's going to be alright.
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The Woebegone's Deepest Thoughts
PuisiAll we can do is to write what we feel, what we experience in life and what dramas we've been through in our lives. A collection of book consisting of poems and short stories dedicated to the people who can relate theirselves about it. Some are real...
