Dark days

 

Sadness washes over me, I feel lost and alone,

Tired of the World and so battle weary worn.

Suddenly it hits me like a wave of the sea,

Life did not work out, how I wanted it to be!

My heart feels the thorn, the dull ache of rejection,

The silence is deafening, in my cell of isolation.

Resentment built a wall, as strong as any fortress,

Stone upon stone, of long withheld forgiveness.

All of my striving, my efforts and schemes,

Lie lost and forsaken, in the valley of broken dreams!

The dejection overwhelms as internally I scream,

As each broken promise erodes my self esteem!

All of my ambition, my promise and my pride,

Has all been abandoned, along the wayside.

I remember every moment, replay every scene,

With heaviness regret, the person I have been.

Beautiful Saviour, I know that on that tree,

You bore every second, of guilt and shame for me.

Yet there are days when old stories and old pains

Flood all my consciousness, and bind me in chains.

At times like these, I praise God for the Psalms,

In this world there is trouble, but He overcame!

Acquainted with sorrow, Jesus knew suffering,

Yielding His life, in loves' greatest offering.

In the Garden of Tears, He saw the face of pain,

Crimson drops of blood, foretold the inner strain.

I know my sickness, and Praise God, I know the cure!

To come into His presence, and bend the knee once more.

I can pour out my heart, in fearless honesty,

Knowing He knows everything, within the depths of me.

It is ok to cry out, to be real, to be raw,

I cannot tell Him anything, He didn't know before!

Dark days are like shadows, filled with pain,

But I hope in the promise, that joy will come again!

Our magnificent Father, whose love conquers all,

Gently lifts me up, no matter how hard I fall.

Dawn Annette Montague 

September 30th 2020