Until This Pen Runs Out

There was a time,

When I can't see the light.

So now I will write until this pen runs out,

Because I can others with these words.

I want to show someone else the lucem,

Because I'm doing this for them,

Even if it hurts.

The light is slowly running dry,

I want to show you that you don't have to die.

Self hatred is a funny thing,

Because you have a Savior that gave His everything.

A Savior that let all of your sins be erased,

One of the highest forms of love is grace.

I know you feel like everything is falling,

Your heart feels so heavy as you begin to start stalling.

This world has made you feel so hated,

God can lift your burdens when you are feeling jaded.

There was a time,

When I can't see the light.

So now I will write until this pen runs out,

Because I can others with these words.

I want to show someone else the lucem,

Because I'm doing this for them,

Even if it hurts.