Jesus my friend

Thank you for your friendship

Thank you for your kind heart

Thank you for listening: it is a dying art

Thank you for still being my friend

Even though I’ve tried to push us apart

I am reeling from my sorrows

I am slowly falling apart

I need someone to understand

That this life is not what I planned

Some days I smile and laugh

Some days I cry my sorry tears

But in the end I realise

We are all just the sum of our fears

We are lonely: we are sad

We try to find our comfort

Where ever it is to be had

But in the end we must realise

We are never truly alone

For dear Jesus is always with us

Right beside us: climbing up that hill

He sees us mourning: hears our cries

He knows just what we need

Before we even ask

But in case you didn’t notice

In case you didn’t hear

He does like it if we ask Him

Whether we are crying?

Whether we are laughing?

He wants that invitation

That simple earnest request

That cry, from within our heart

That cry, from within our soul

He wants us to say those words

That give Him sole control