I can’t see the end
To this relentless climb
I am not sure if I will ever
See the morning sun rise
I have fought fearsome foes
In abandoned castles of dark
I have heard misery’s whispers
In the centre of my heart
I have crossed bleak landscapes
Where my blood turned ice cold
I have felt Sorrow’s blade
Burrow deep into my soul
Hopelessness became my companion
Dread a familiar friend
The laughter of my tormenters
Carried to me on the wind
I learned to tolerate the cold
How to see in the dark
I learned to shoulder the heavy burden
To feel the pain and not gasp
But now you ask me something
That I am unable to do
To rekindle hope’s fire
To believe that You will come through
The thought of light
Makes my heart crack
As I have to consider
All I have lost in this dark
It is so much easier
To accept pain as a friend
Then to keep trying to believe
That one day it will end
After all I have been through
What breaks my heart is this
To be reminded of goodness
And how much of it I have missed
If I can learn
To bear this new pain
Then I will be able to see
My hopes live again
It takes one kind of courage
To endure the cold night
It takes a different kind of courage
To never give up the fight
Believing Again

Anger, Bitterness, Christ, Christian Poetry, Depression, Determination, Emotions, Fear, God, Healing, Hope, Pain, Poetry, Redemption, Trauma, Writing

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