"For a brief moment I abandoned you,
but with deep compassion I will bring you back.
He said, God has left me.
I am dry. Bruised reed.
My solace is like dungeons
Erroneous destinations.
He said, Enlarge your tents,
But I got weak thereafter
I should have, strengthened stakes,
and lengthened cords and all that
Yet I fell, and felt that
I failed everyone possible
And God-
And God, never did leave me
He carried my spirit crying deeply
Will writing ever take away my sadness
No, it won't.
Life is long. Will I endure?
I will be sad except for Jesus.
I will die without you Jesus
I really would have.
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