I believe
I believe
The chances may be bleak
Hope could be quite a feat
In this darkness to achieve
But even when the sword is pressed on my neck
And I slowly begin to bleed
And it’s hard for me to breathe
My eyes flutter
And I begin to heave
My pulse fades
My consciousness begins to recede
But I will not concede
I will not grieve
I will not leave
Till my last breath
I will hold onto my creed
And I will continually cleave
Then Now Forever
I believe
I believe
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Comment:
I took a child of mine to get checked at the hospital. There was something problematic persisting in his health. As the doctor ran the test on him, I felt I was breaking. I felt a despair begin to creep into me; slither in my heart and throughout my body. I became weak and at that point, I was about to burst out and cry. I gathered all my strength and prayed instead. This is my prayer.