• nicoleoftheshell 10w

    Sorrow at dusk

    Beauty has forsaken me
    I long for rest all day long
    I need your peace to carry on
    God where thou art?
    Would thou walk with me?
    O my soul, I feel unworthy
    Yet God still walks beside me
    By my side
    Whispering into my tear-
    Stained pillow
    "These hands hold you"