January 2011
2 posts
a time to tear and a time to mend
As I stare out into the pitch black darkness of a moonless night
I can hear the pitter-patter of raindrops echoing through the blackness that surrounds me
a blackness that covers my heart
and weighs down my very soul
no strength left or the desire to try
the rainclouds crying the tears that my heart can’t cry
and I sit in silence and wonder why
I’m all alone just left here to...
“And whereas you say you cannot forgive, think of your sin. Your neighbor is not...”