My Abundant Heartbreak


How far have I fallen
That I would consign myself to this wretched heartbreak
To be invisible in my own world
Paid no mind at all with my thoughts or opinions
Standing strong alone against the storm
The tears that fall upon the barren ground
Do not bear fruit of their labor
Oh for but hearth and home that is truly mine own
I can only pray the Gods light their laterns to guide me there
For in this explicable darkness, I stumble and fall.
I must rise on my own I know that for sure
But I do not know how

Xoxo Rev. Donna


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