The Pain Of Existence
is a real thing
Lingering out the steady days of time
pacing yourself to time with nothing
lengthening one's life until one grows old
losing oneself in emotion, i only want to
laugh and cry meandering tears wet my hair
grieving hurts like a toothache and being alone
dolerse, an ache, is my heart, for what lies ahead
is utterly unknown and what lies behind is so vast
and what lies within me is so much pulp that i feel too much
death came on a summer afternoon and stole away my love
now i cling to my husband like my only hope, and he
only wants to be alone for now.
In JEsus' Name,
Amen.