Strike Against the Dark
I cannot numb your hurt,
though I know it exists.
For held within your heart,
that agony persists.
I cannot share your loss,
for grief's a private pain.
And it teeters on the
brink of sane and insane.
I cannot dry your tears
or take your hurt away.
And depression will come,
although it will not stay.
I cannot lie and say
things will be as before.
For you need to accept;
that you'll see him no more.
I can only say that
death's a natural course.
And lean upon your faith;
for God's love is its source.
I offer you solace;
when reality's stark.
And a friend with a match,
to strike against the dark.
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