Tik-tok.
Tik-tok.
Time drags on.
I trudge on
One foot
Then the other.
Weariness fills my soul.
My body aches in protest.
My mind screams in anguish.
What is there to hope for?
What is there to fight for?
In a life without love?
“Lord,” I cry
“Help me to hold on
Help me to choose hope
Help me to trust
That love will come”.
The Lord answers me,
“Trust your feelings.
You are stronger than you know.
The time to embrace will come.
So
Keep holding on
Keep your heart open
You will find your home.”
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