Momentary Life
God I'm so tired and All I want to do is rest
my tattered wings.
Hold me close while I call out this plea,
Worldly trials are weighing me down,
Darkest nights give shade to light,
Even though I've fallen I still search in belief,
Years that have passed within so much strife
My wings weren't ready for this momentary life.
Copyright © Danea Scates | Year Posted 2017
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