the plea of a slavebyCelestialDream©
what does one do when the rivers all run dry?
with the death of hopes and dreams comes the inability to cry?
where does one turn when all seems lost?
will her blood spill to the floor? will this be the cost?
her life looming over a bottomless precipus through a cruel twist of fate?
can she be saved or is it now too late?
where does one go when she can no longer find her spark?
is it time her flame is snuffed out to live in eternal dark?
deep inside wages a war that neither side can win,
her whole life a lie, the ultimate sin,
so she turns now to You and with what's left of her heart,
Master please help her find the pieces anew for she has finally fallen apart!