Hi.
I’m sorry.
Every time I try to turn
to embrace what once
felt true and real,
tears stream,
pain exists.
And every beautiful
thought is defeated.
I try.
I know it hurts
you. It hurts me too.
I no longer feel loving
but confused. It never
heals and joy eludes.
We are to find joy
in suffering and are
promised such. This pain
pierces even God’s truth.

Poetry

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