R A V A G E D
My body is a shell, an anguished empty husk.
I struggle so to function
from dawn ’til after dusk.
Why Lord must I also suffer from disease?
I pray and plead for mercy
on bended, tortured knees.
Father on this day I ask You hear my plea
I have so many tears
why can’t Your love I see?
And yet I know how great Thou art no matter what the strife.
So I will ever trust Your heart
for all throughout my life.
~ Survivor Squared
Survivor Squared
My husband sees in black and white... My life is shades of gray. 