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sky's Cancer Blog
August 26, 2007
| Lament | Views: 154 |
Sometimes I want to scream as if my heart were breaking
Shake my fists at the sky in rage
Curse the sun for shining
And the world for revolving
Sometimes I feel as if my very being were dying
Grief tearing my heart into shreds
The pain so breathtaking, so poignant
That I beg God to kill me and end the pain.
Sometimes I feel the heartache ripping through me
The helplessness leaves me breathless
Desperation paralyzes me with fear
I scream my pain at God
I beat my fists on the ground
I am a broken vessel, a wounded soul
With nothing left to live for and nothing left to give
Can I go on?
Can I pick myself up?
Can I face life again?
Where is the strength to keep fighting?
And yet there it is…
In the midst of the raging storm is hope
Through the blinding rain and screaming wind is shelter
And within that safe harbor is my haven
—Sky
02.08.08 - 
Juliette Randall 
Cameron Bethuram 
MO 
Thanks for your support -
Grace – Did you write that? That is a pretty powerful poem.
Yes, during one of my more darker moments.