Hurts Poem by Sara Liao

Hurts are just like the unseen eraser mark.

It might stretch as large as the park,

because you hide it all in your heart.

It has become your struggling part,

wishing it wasn't as large as the truck.

The Lord might has changed your heart,

but there is still an emptty part.

You might just need love,

and you can finded it above.

There is still a friend at your side,

you might wonder where did he hide,

You can just find Him in your heart,

He shines bright during night.

O friend, remember, I wish I can be at your side

And bring warmth and abide.

I'm still praying ath the other side

hoping you reveal your hide.