I have edited this poem to truly represent how I am right now, please if you like this share it.
He was truly lost in the way he loved, for he was not able to see himself in love anymore.
So many times, did the loss shine, for what he lost was too dear to replace, how could he love again?
It is that thought that permeates his soul, how can he love again when the one he lost was so dear to him.
It is through the night when the shadows come, the heart sinks, the demons whisper you will never love again.
He cries out to Jesus, help me lord I want live again, Jesus responds you are alive, I am with you.
The thief of the night has no power over you, he is defeated, and you are free.
Love will come when the pain subsides, trust in me I will be your guide.
He calls out again, and praises the lord, for his comfort in the night, I praise you oh Lord for all you do.
For lifting me up when I am down, showing your love for me so I might love again.
You touch the sinner and the just, and reach out when they call, praise you oh God for your Son, and your Holy Spirit.
It lifts my heart, from the depths of despair, from the valley of death you carry me, so that my tired soul can be refreshed, by the living waters in your word.
I praise you oh Lord, for the things you do, I pray that my heart always hears your voice. Let me stand in the peace of your words. AMEN
T.Scott.Kisler 