When Pain Cuts Deep

Remembering when I was a child, back in the day trying to find a silver lining,

Pain so deep, walking streets,
Hard to swallow pride, restless nights,
Everyday trying, resurrecting blue skies,
Holding power and might, without darkness falling,

Remembering when I was a child, battered and beaten with nothing left,

Feeling broken hearted, told your mother and father departed,
When days and nights blend together, faces of strangers becoming one,
Crying tears causing the world to be a bitter place, needing love and grace,
Waiting for God to pick you up, weak when the devil starts calling,

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