Hope is the only place I've found rest,
I have a house but most times it feels like I'm homeless,
Loneliness and depression have become my best friend's,
My pain is a combination of my insecurities and fears,
I run from mirrors so I don't have to see my true self,
My lungs are drowning in my own tears,
I pray for death and cry when I see sunset,
I pray at night and all I get is silence,
Frustration made me find myself standing on the edge,
Till God held my hand when I was about to jump of the ledge,
And He said "weeping may endure for the. night but joy comes next".
©deryl4
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