The goodness of God

TukE
Jan 22, 2024

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Walk with me
As I travel down this lonely road
My heart flutters in my chest

I am overpowered by emotion
My arms are withered
Too thin to move
Too light to request for anything else

I willow in my pain
My wounds oozing the red of my life
I float on alone, hoping and hoping that someone will come to my aid.

I feel lost, covered up in a plane of my own abyss
I am hither,
Wallowing in the pool that constitutes my misery.

I am alone, and I feel alone.
If you find me, please help me.
If you're see me, please hold me.
May I be yours all the days of my life.

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TukE
TukE

Written by TukE

To you my God, my Silent One, the Author of my life. To you do I dedicate these writings, in your hands are my thoughts.

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