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"People can live weeks without food, days without water, minutes without oxygen, but not a moment without hope".------Anonymous

Many days she wished she could run away
Right here, right now, she did not want to stay

Many days she walked through life aimlessly
As if she did not have things to do or places to be

Many days she walked around talking, joking and laughing on the outside
Yet she cried and often felt like she is died on the inside

Many days she tried to overlook the thoughts that entered her mind
These thoughts were usually harmful and rarely ever kind

Many days she complained of voices in her head
These voices tried to make her believe she would be better off dead

Many days she struggled with the thought of suicide
But couldn't imagine the pain she would cause her family once she died

Many days she felts like her life was falling apart
The only one she could turn to was God because he knew her heart

Many days she did not know what to do, think or say
It was during that time she fell to her knees and begin to pray

Many days she thought her life wasn't worth it, she had no energy
She asked the Lord to forgive her and to set her mind free

The Lord complied and his love filled her soul
She felt Gods presence which made her feel whole

The feeling of despair is overwhelming and can have many sources.

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