My Heart
My heart feels empty deep down inside.
I pray to my heavenly father to ask, “why am I feeling this way?”
He tells me, “you’re missing a piece to your puzzle.”
I thank him so very much!
I investigate to find the missing piece like Sherlock Holmes.
The eye of tiger helped me to look high and low, up and down.
With no result, the piece was no where to be found.
It felt like the devil was tempting me to “just give up.”
My condition was getting from bad to worse in seconds.
Weak like a fish without water..........Old as dirt.........Lost all my hope.
Then, I saw a very bright light shining like a diamond in the sky.
I got up and walked in a snail’s pace.
The light had shown me where my missing piece was.
When I finally found it, I was crying with a flood of water pouring down my very face.
Suddenly, I collapsed like a building made into rubble.
It was dark like midnight deep down inside.
I was awoken by the light.
The light had healed me.
I was so gay as well as my heart!
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