In the middle of the night,
When the storm begins to set,
I can feel the emptiness,
I can taste the anger yet,

The agony I'm feeling,
That stays lingering inside,
Is such a darkened feeling,
One I cannot hide,

The pain that settles not,
Torments my very being,
What is this truth, there isn't,
No truth to be forgiven,

Lies that filled my life,
Continuing to be so bold,
With every passing stranger,
Another yet is told,

My body tired from pain,
My Soul awaiting darkness,
The agony that You brought,
Even now You can't confess.~*....
 
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