by Garrett West

Created on: January 29, 2009

Wounded

My God, my God,

Why have you abandoned me?

The cold hands of loss grip my soul,

and I cry out to you

But there is no relief for my sufferings,

no hope in my grief

I need to feel you near me, your love unending

I scream for you to save me

I beg for your help

And my prayers are heard, not answered.

But I will continue in this world of sorrow,

Knowing it is your will

For my enemies will be punished tenfold,

The thief will reap what he has sown

And one day my pain will end,

My rewards are held in heaven

For you are just

But until then, my heart aches for you

And my tortured existence continues

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