Battle Tears
Tears falling down my face
I feel like I am a disgrace.
Battered, Tattered, Torn
A day I somewhat wish I hadn't been born.
My heart is heavy and cold
I feel as if my soul is turning to mold.
I feel so unwanted, so rejected
The pain has to be deflected!
God, help me, I plea!
By your might, Satan's attacks must flee.
God, I know you love me,
Though worthy I may not be.
Hold me close and hold me tight,
Help me in this battle to fight.
Let me know that I am loved,
Both here on earth and up above.
For his love and Yours,
Will help me make it to distant shores.
© Lisa Cissna
July 22, 2015
Tears falling down my face
I feel like I am a disgrace.
Battered, Tattered, Torn
A day I somewhat wish I hadn't been born.
My heart is heavy and cold
I feel as if my soul is turning to mold.
I feel so unwanted, so rejected
The pain has to be deflected!
God, help me, I plea!
By your might, Satan's attacks must flee.
God, I know you love me,
Though worthy I may not be.
Hold me close and hold me tight,
Help me in this battle to fight.
Let me know that I am loved,
Both here on earth and up above.
For his love and Yours,
Will help me make it to distant shores.
© Lisa Cissna
July 22, 2015
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Contents may be used with permission only by the author(s) herein.