Despair
When
in your darkest hour
you stand alone
emotionally empty
cold and dead
When
the voice of God seems
far away, and
demons dance
inside your head
When inky fingers
tangled, seeking
grab at hope and
leave despair
Raise your eyes,
behold and see
there is a glow
of new beginning
in answer to your prayers
Copyright © Gail Roberts | Year Posted 2015
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