Things that hurt cannot be changed,
Woefully I search my soul, for peace of mind from lifeís eternal thorn.
Then anger enters every shred of life thatís left in me,
Silently I shake my fists at things I cannot change,
My insides shout to life itself, my precious daughter, why?
I watch her face that blankly stares,
That perfect face, so far from baby smiles,
Behind her eyes I only see, the awful hurt inside.
Silently I shake my fists at courts that inflict pain,
And not upon the evil one who took her smile away,
But only upon my precious daughter, why?
Oceans of tears could never ease this inflamed pain,
But only allow the evil to rule my cluttered mind,
Anger waves replace silenced tears, my precious daughter, why?
One day my precious baby will smile again for real,
Hope is layered daily, within my thoughts and prayers,
This shall be my safety net, to make it one more day.
Silently I shake my fists and let the anger flow,
Evil will not prevail in me, I have a secret shield,
Itís placed within my troubled mind, a baby smile revealed.
Jesus take control again and keep the tears away,
Let the anger ease the pain, striving to take control,
That tries to take away my mind and let the evil in.
Lord keep me sane another day, until the hurt has gone,
And to her face, my precious daughters baby smile returns.
Then, silently I shall shake my fists and let the anger flow, no more.
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