
I'm sitting alone again. I'm turned around again. I'm crying out again. It hurts. It hurts again.
~~Knowing How Way Leads on to Way, I Doubted if I Should Ever Go Back~~
Sobbing silently.
Face streaked and stained.
Heart aching quietly.
Vibrating with frustration.
Looking back at who I've been.
In search of navigation.
Silent screams behind closed lips.
Lashing out, gnashing in.
It tears, it burns, it rips.
Should have known. I'm overdue.
I'll bear each pain somehow.
Please, Lord. Turn me to You.
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