I know it hurts,

I know it’s hard to breathe sometimes.

I know how your days bleeds into the nights.

Those sleepless nights are long,

And you can’t bear the quiet loneliness.

But I hear your screams in the quiet,
Your silent pain and your silent tears.

I see the missing light in your eyes,

The cracks in your beaming smiles,

The covered pain in your voice.

And I can’t but get on my knees on your behalf,

Pulling you out of this dark place with pleas and petitions.

I’m the voice you will know, When you are all lost and alone.

I’m here to lead you home,

When you have no place to go.

I won’t give up on you.
I won’t let go

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