They don't understand
I hide it well
In this foreign land
No one I tell
Hidden behind
My fake smile
They are truly blind
Let them wait awhile
Sometime I'll burst
When I've had enough
Nothing will quench my thirst
As I try to stay tough
But when it takes place
When the time is just right
I will seek His face
to end my night
My pain will cease
He'll heal it away
Finally, His peace
until that everlasting day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We all have pain that we wish would cease I think. Whether it be physical or mental and even spiritual. We all hurt, some of us more than others. Healing is always in demand. You picked the right title for this! I am glad I read this. DC