I was lost at
sea: could not see me
For the tears
that poured from my eyes
Though the
lights were made pretty
I was
forlorn: such a pity: for the pain
Was so
terribly real: no sanction for me
No lighthouse
there: neither pier nor jetty
Dear Lord I
was distressed: devoid of hope
I’m so sorry
Lord I that could not cope
I felt so
empty: so down into that nitty gritty
So
overwhelmed by my guilt: those tears freely spillled
Like showers;
no: more like outpouring torrents
If rain
showers are God’s tears then
What hope for
me? As I cried and cried: it hurt to be
Alone with my
thoughts: like dark rain clouds
Cumulo nimbus
on that dark night around me
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