God gives you trials

He gives you tests

They say he never gives you more then you can bear.

My shoulders are not broad

My back no longer strong

My body aches

I am tired

Tears may flow, but where do they go?

Valleys seems endless, yet I have found a peak or two.

The sun shines down, yet it is covered quickly with the gloom of clouds.

No longer does it make sense,

I prayed that part was over, but

Again grief rears a ugly head over the days and rules the darkness

It invades my dreams, over takes my thoughts.

I pray that out of this will come bright new days.

When I can not tell

Where I do not know

If

My head swirls with sheer exhaustion

I pray for a peaceful sleep.

For somewhere this must stop and I will start anew.