The rain is falling,
The tears are falling,
I am falling.
Who will catch me.
The pavement.
I am never content,
My thought patterns bent
Against me.
I stare without seeing,
And with my whole being,
cry out,
Save me!
From what.
I wish I knew,
Wish I had a clue,
Wish these feelings were new,
But they're not.
Pray for me,
When you think of me.
Each day for me,
If you think of me.
I walk so fast,
Feet tripping on the grass,
Lungs feeling like glass,
Must have punctured them.
My world caves in,
Like the dark bearing sin.
I can't handle it,
I need to throw a fit,
And just scream.
It's all too much,
hands stretch to touch.
Back away,
Not here to stay.
Can't take these smiling faces,
Can't sit in joyful places.
Why not.
Wish I knew,
Wish I had a clue,
Wish these feelings were new,
But they're not.
Psalm 94:19
"When anxiety was great within me, your consolation brought joy to my soul."
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