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?