T-aking a few minutes to write this for you.
H-ere you are, it's the least we could do...

Irrational thoughts invade my head,
my heart carries fear, my mind has fled...

Help me through this wicked mess,
I need your love, I confess...

As I sit here and think to myself "Why?"
Why do I even continue to try...

Dancing in my heart,
is a very, very good start...

As I sit and ponder about this life he's given me.
My LORD is loving and faithful and forever will...

One cut, two and three.
The blood is bleeding free...

Peace of mind I search for day and night.
I will not be giving up without a fight...

7. As I sit here and observe
6. my family, just being...

Why does my family,
treat me like a maid...

Dear, LORD, please
give us...

A heart that is not tended to, or cared for,
continues to hurt inside and remains so sore...