Each day the pattern is the same

I'm alone, sad and blue

No one seems to understand

So Lord I turn to you.

Life is so very fickle

Even as the sun shines bright

The clouds cover the sky each day

Envelops me like a blanket at night.

Smothered by sadness like an open wound

Heavy dread in my heart gathers deep

Let me go to bed and never arise

Give me blessed Heavenly sleep.

I cannot fight this battle alone

Where do I turn, just what can I do

No one really understands

Once again I come to you.

I cry and they all wonder why

Desperation walks by my side

I cannot help myself dear Lord

Seeking a place where I can hide.

I'm reaching my hand out to you Lord

I can no longer go on this way

So many tears I've already shed

Wash my heart make me whole today.

I pray that you hear my desperate plea

If I can't live then let me die

My days are dark and cloudy

Hear my plea, my desperate cry.

I want to live a normal life

Helping other's as you  help me

Hear my prayer today dear Lord

Make room at the cross for me.

Ginny Bryant©

Ginny's Gift Of Love

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