Suicide
Tears filled up the sheilded heart
No one there to see them flow
Then the dam it does burst
To much to conquer I now know
Then God of love,whom I've known since young
Comes down to rescue me
His arms open wide, they clutch my soul
The rescue I forseen
He holds me close, he craddles me
My fear of life now gone
He whispers it's alright my child
So sorry things went so wrong
As he pulls me closer I whisper back
Please take care of those below
I never wanted to hurt them
Please tell them, I want them to know
Copyright © Vicki Jorgenson | Year Posted 2011
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