Deep wounds
In secret places
Angry scars
Not the only traces
Bitter is the water
Tainted with pain
The sky weeps
An endless torrent of rain
Take my hand
In the midst of this storm
Hold me close
Keep me warm
When darkness strikes
The tender parts of my heart
Lord, take the shattered pieces
Use them for Your art
Deep Wounds
Anger, Christian Poetry, Depression, Emotions, Fear, God, Healing, Hope, Pain, Poetry, Redemption, Writing
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