Complaints in Contemplation

Lord,
How hard is it
To pretend
Nothing is wrong
When you cry almost every night
Lost in dark thoughts
At the edge of
Giving up
Yet
The mere thought of giving up
Makes you take
One more step back
Seeing all one would lose
One decide to change her mind
I need Your help
To try again
And again
And again.
Amen.

-jara-
(c.2013)