DEATH: Didn't Ever Accept This Heartache
Send me an umbrella Lord, to separate me from that dark cloud of doom.
Validate this smile which I wear, only when someone comes in the room.
Be patient with me Lord, for there's things I can't quite understand.
Like how You take folks from us, who are in great demand.
As children we think the days are abstract and oh so long.
There are times we've felt awkward and thought that we didn't really belong.
We had experienced much joy with our friends while at play.
Never stopping to think that we could lose them someday.
You give us Family, Elders, Mentors and Friends so dear.
We grow older, live our lives then they all just start to disappear.
I'm trying to take comfort in knowing they are at peace and are with You.
Until You come for me, I'm sentenced to feeling these shades of blue.
Shake this depression which is felt through my every breath.
Help me oh Lord to deal with the sorrow of death.
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