Who Do You Call On?
When do tears stop counting? How do you outgrow hugs?
What happens when you love and care?
Realizing you are the only one there with nameless faces.
Unopen embraces lead to shots hold the chaser.
Has your heart ever felt heavy with the grief you seem tortured or trapped?
It seems that there is no relief leading your race to an outlet.
A mirage problem comes streaming back stocking in the night.
Emotionally broken regrets and guilt attack speaking from fact.
Childhood demons haunt and prey on you like Shakespeare Crow.
Bewilderment without the bow.
Someone said my soul was tortured uneasy I will give you that.
Caged, cast bellow by lowered self-esteem.
Tears flow like brooks and streams.
I want to escape, who can I call on the Heavenly Father the KING!
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