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The Road Poem
On a lonely road paved with rocks and thorns,
Lies my heart, bruised and torn.
A river of tears so dark and deep.
A haunted soul that never sleeps.
Alone I face what others cant see.
I hear the voices that whisper only to me.
I bare the hurt like Jesus bore the cross,
I am atalked by the memories of the things I’ve lost.
Each time that hope plants a seed,
The wounds of the past open and bleed.
Is there light in this forgotten place?
Will I ever feel the sun kiss my face?
I am alone where there is no light.
I wander lost on the road of life.