GRIEF OUT LOUD
I cry out loud but no ears can hear me.
I scream into my pillow to hide my pain.
I am protected by the walls I
built.
At times I see a picture of hope.
But when I reach for it,
I find that it’s only a negative.
I do not know where to turn.
I have no place to run or even if I could.
I am alone.
I am afraid.
I am trapped inside the eye of my storm.
I am paralyzed.
Help
Me
God..
~ Donna ~
