Writer’s Name: Ornitha Danielle
Title: The Story of My Tears
The story of my tears, rolls down my face to express all my fears.
The broken promises, dreams and the shattered lives into this liquid of surprise.
No more drama, no more pain for me hides in the essence of quilt and shame.
With each breath I take my soul beings to shake.
I search high and I search low wondering where did all the time go.
Reality is my sweet destiny; the bond I share is between God and me.
For every tear that falls He knows them all, and beings to wipe my eyes, when I call.
Trusting in Him to guide me through, my valleys, and make a place for me to rest.
It sure feels good to know that I finally aced that test
The ups and downs, on this emotional rollercoaster have proven to be a scary ride, with many twist and turns, finding that there is a lesson to be learned.
For every tear that falls a piece of my brick wall is tumbling down, kneeling in prayer, it’s wonderful to know that God knows the number of my hairs.
Its amazing that God knows what I will think before I think it, someday this thing we call life will pass away
The hugs that are no longer there is a bitter road of despair, wondering if anyone will really care?
What lead me to this place, could be the past, present or the future, or could be me wanting to be free
Love is a funny thing, the typical saying, but is it the answer lies between here or there, taking a look around it everywhere.
With every single beat of my heart, tears flow from my eye, again an element of disguise
To be kissed with lies brings on the dreadful fame
Center stage for the world to see, this person raging inside of me
Moving on every cue, Lord knows why I feel so blue
Curtains go up, the spotlight is so bright that my tears are taking flight
Unable to speak, for trying to stop ever tear, riddle with fear I can feel the pain piercing me like a sharp spear
Although the roads may become weary at times, it’s great to know that He’s always by my side
This too shall pass, one day I will receive my ticket to heaven 1st class
My tears write of a story that is so very true, but first I must say I love, do I believe what I just say when all I see is frustration instead
The image that is looking back at me, I have forgotten who she is and why she’s in so much pain
I whisper to her please let go of it, allow God to shield you from the cold rain
No sight of a smile on my face, as I turn to walk away
An angel appears to me and says my child let us pray
You’re never along; just remember Our father is on the Throne
You can go beyond the veil
YOU WILL PREVAIL!