The Midnight Tears - Poem by Kierra Davis
'The midnight tears'
Silent cries awaken the night. Hearts breaking because of the fright. This battle here is such a hard fight. Never knowing if it's promised to be alright. The pain, the hurt && questions for God. Clueless, speechless && left alone. Dealing with these problems trying to stay strong. Where to go && who to go to.... wanting advice but nothing helps you. It's late, it's dark && the clouds begin to move. A crumbled heart && a mind very confused. Sorrow, hope, love they're all such words. Vision blurred, speaking slurred.Praying for this illness to be cured. This life that is lived, you will soon to forgive, the hurt is has caused. It's not easy, we noticed. And it is not accepted. The clock turns && midnight is here. Fear is alive && so are the tears. - Kierra Davis
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