Sunday, 1 March 2015


I understand you're in pain,
but I don't know the depth of your wound.

I know you're suffering
but I don't know how well you're holding on.

I see your tears
but I can't stop it flowing.

I hear the tremble in your voice
but I can't make it stable.

I see the suffering you have to go through
but I've only got words to convince you can pull through.

You say I'll get tired of you
You said a stranger is the only person that gets you
but, did you know I spent the day thinking of how you are doing?
To the detail of have you eaten anything?

If the only thing left I can do is pray for you, I will.
He's the One that controls everything.

I'm sorry.