Only so much we can take
Until the mind starts to break
Anxious thoughts and fears
Eventually must lead to tears
Bracing for the worst
Waiting for the burst
It’s how we survive
Tears keep us alive
Go ahead, let it out
Quietly or with a shout
Sob, wail and groan
You are not alone .
Then we can start winning
The dawn of a new beginning.
With tears come clear eyes
Now we can arise
Ready to fight this war
And see who the enemies are.
God is our strength and our shield
It’s only to Him that we must yield .
Blue Skies and Green Pastures 
I love a good blub. It always does me the world of good. 😀
I hate it, but I always feel better!
Yes, me too. ☺
Concise and well shared. Now I hope you will find a way to write a poem about how your perspective changed when you give thanks for this tragic situation. In all things give thanks, it’s profound how for me it has given me a better everything despite some dark paths.
Thanks. I will try to remember to do that. I’m amazed at how easy it is to forget that God is able to bring light out of darkness , and that He is still there in the darkness with me. I’ve had a rough past week or so. God is so faithful to forgive my doubts and weakness and carry me through it all.