Your tongue shot the bullet that pierced my heart,
Rang confusion in my ears,
Filled my lungs with smoke…
And choked my soul.
Beaten and broken,
Without a friend to turn to,
I fell to my knees and whispered,
“God…my heart is heavy. I’m so very sad.”
He let me cry all the tears I needed,
Until His Grace covered me,
And I finally fell asleep.
Now my laughter is the dam
Which keeps the tears at bay,
Hanging to the thread of hope,
That the nightmare be forgotten,
That your shoulders have the strength to hold me.
All the while,
I whisper to my Lord,
Begging Him to bless us,
Begging Him to destroy the demons