Psalm 56:8

my private pain i dare not share

who would listen, who would care

vulnerable, doubting this pain will ease

wondering if anyone really sees

an ache like this deep inside

where to pour out, confide

tears fall upon my pillowcase

swollen eyes, reddened face

hurt so deep like none I've known

pains in muscle, heart and bone

i birthed, i nurtured then let go

tell me heart that it's so

then in my pain, a voice speaks soft, yet loud

lifting this fog, this heavy cloud

my child, believe me,  I see all

i stand firm and won't let you fall

rise up be strong i 'll carry you through

just as I promised I would do.

Gina Morgan 2010

You've kept track of my every toss and turn through the sleepless nights, each tear entered in your ledger, each ache written in your book. Psalm 56:8