Abba Father I cry to you
From this pain I am so blue
It hurts so bad, it’s hard to stand
Please take and hold my hand
Take me and hold me tenderly
Its so hard to be friendly
When the pain is blinding
In hate, myself I am finding
Its hard to care and not to swear
To have more mercy I can barely dare
Ease it away take it far
From this trial I will surely scar
On the days when I am moody and my temper is short because I am in pain, I try really hard not to take it out on anybody.
I photo shopped a picture of a rose to make it look like I drew it. What do you think?