Multitudes of Souls Dying Within
Multitudes of souls, dying within.
Hearts broken, hanging by a string too,
Keep wondering why this has to be,
Why can't life, just be through?
They go through life aimlessly wandering,
Something to satisfy their pain.
Drugs and alcohol is the answer, so they think.
They figure what else in life is there to gain.
It sure isn't fortune or fame.
They eventually die, long and suffering way,
Now would you think that's the way to go?
When problems arise like these,
All we need to do is call on Jesus,
For He'll help us through.
9/13/14
© Melanie . All rights reserved, 22 days ago
Copyright © Country Girl48 | Year Posted 2014
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