Someone once told me:
"Tears are just pain leaving the body."
They didn’t tell me about the waste pain leaves behind.
As crimson colored blood course through my being,
a murky agony flows in my mind.
It forms a stream of intense sadness.
A corporeal river of unrequited hope.
They say prayers never really go unanswered.
It’s just that sometimes God’s answer is “No.”
It was “No.” when I prayed for Brandon.
And it was “No.” when I prayed Melvin would survive.
When I prayed for Travis’ healing,
“No” was again His reply.
Today I will pray for understanding.
And strength that my levees won’t break.
Tears are just pain leaving the body,
but I’m not sure how much more I can take.
