Busy listening

Giving counseling

Drying tears

Encouraging words

Holding hands

Hugging tight

Helping those

Morning, noon and night

Drained to the core

Words-there’s no more

Energy is spent

Body hard hit

Along with the mind

Phone always ringing

Mostly sobbing

No singing

What do you think

What should I do

Never how are you doing

Is life treating you well

Is there anything I can do

Can we talk about you

I’m here for you day or night.

Sitting before the Lord

Reevaluating my life

Not seeing progress

Nor my prayers answered

I cried out from

The depth of my soul

What about me

What about me Lord

What about me

I don’t see what I prayed for

Why no one cares to listen to me

Ask me hard questions

That make me think

Receive a hug I didn’t give

A tissue to wipe away my tears

What about me

What about me Lord

Will it ever be my time?