Whispers in the Dark

I wake each day from dreams unknown,

A world that chills me to the bone.

The echoes fade, yet still they stay,

Like shadows clinging to the day.

No light can pierce these curtains blue,

No warmth, no peace, no morning hue.

The weight of silence fills the air,

A whispering void, a vacant stare.

What am I here for? What’s my role?

A fleeting breath, a wandering soul?

Each day repeats, a dull refrain,

A cycle spinning, all in vain.

Wake and work, then sleep once more,

Chained to clocks, a hollow chore.

Life drifts by in black and white,

A faded dream, devoid of light.

And yet, the wind still hums its song,

Soft and steady, deep yet strong.

A voice that murmurs through the night:

“Even darkness births the light.”

For though the road seems bleak and bare,

There’s meaning woven in the air.

Perhaps not loud, nor clear to see,

But waiting still—your destiny.

Whispers in the Dark

The darkness clings like a second skin,

A shadow wrapped tight around my soul.

It tells me I am nothing, only broken,

A sinner who stumbles, who falls once more.

I whisper sorry into the empty night,

Yet I trip again, knees to the floor.

I doubt, I question—how can You be real

When my eyes have never seen Your face?

The pain I’ve carried since I was small,

The childhood stolen, the innocence lost,

Was never Yours to give nor take,

Yet they ask me, What kind of God allows this?

And I have wondered, I have wept,

But I know the truth—You did not wield

The hands that hurt, the words that cut.

It was not You who turned my joy to dust.

Still, as I learn the weight of Your love,

I tremble, for I cannot understand—

How can something so pure, so vast,

Find worth in a girl like me?

Yet every time the darkness calls,

I remember the light that held me close.

Even when I could not see,

You were there—you never left.

So tonight, though shadows whisper lies,

I’ll whisper back a quiet thank You.

For even in the deepest dark,

You have always been my light.

The Two Sides of Marriage

Marriage is laughter, warmth, and light—

soft whispers in the quiet night,

hands entwined through passing years,

memories woven, joy sincere.

It’s love that lingers in morning’s glow,

a steady hand when the cold winds blow.

It’s shared dreams and secret smiles,

hearts at peace across the miles.

But marriage is also silent pain,

lonely nights in falling rain,

a table set for two, yet one,

a hollow space where love has run.

It’s tear-streaked cheeks and whispered prayers,

the ache of wondering—do they care?

It’s fighting battles no one sees,

lost in thoughts that steal your peace.

Yet even here, in darkened days,

when love feels lost in tangled maze,

the Word still stands, the truth remains—

God sees your sorrow, knows your pain.

“Love is patient, love is kind,”

but love, at times, is hard to find.

“What God has joined, let no man break,”

but hearts still bend, and sometimes ache.

Yet hope is not in hands of men,

but in the One who mends again.

Through trials deep, through joy or strife,

God walks beside you—Love is Life.

Numb

At times, I’ve got this numbness in me,

Like the world is a blur, and I can’t see.

I question everything, and everyone,

Wondering if the life I’ve lived is truly mine, or just undone.

I’ve had to pinch my arm, to make sure I’m real,

That I’m not just a shadow, a figure that doesn’t feel.

But even then, the doubt remains,

Like I’m caught in a loop of endless chains.

I wish it were nothing but a bad dream,

A waking nightmare, a fading scream.

But it’s not, it’s the weight I carry inside,

A question of where I am, and where I’ve tried.

It’s not that I wonder what I’m doing,

But what if it’s all just an endless pursuing?

Where am I going? Is there a map?

Or am I lost, without a path to track?

Do I have a purpose? A reason to be?

Or am I drifting, lost at sea?

If I do, what is it, what’s the truth?

Am I meant to learn, or meant to lose?

The numbness lingers, but I breathe through the haze,

Asking myself if there’s more to these days.

And though I don’t know where this road will end,

I walk it still, even if it’s around the bend.

Wandering

I’ve lived a life that hasn’t been easy,

A quiet storm that’s lived inside me.

I’m not from here, nor from there,

A wandering soul, too lost to care.

I’ve worn masks that never quite fit,

Played the part, though I don’t admit—

That the family I call my own,

Is a puzzle I’ve never truly known.

Each smile they gave me, I gave back,

But something in me always lacked.

A place to land, a sense of home,

A truth I couldn’t call my own.

They’ve built a world I can’t claim,

A house of stories, not my name.

Yet I stayed, I stayed and I lied,

Wishing for a place where I could hide.

But the heart knows what the mind won’t say,

And the truth comes clearer every day.

I’ve loved this life, though it’s not been kind—

And still, I search for the ties that bind.

A life not mine, yet somehow dear,

I’ve lived it all, and still, I fear—

That one day, I’ll find the truth I seek,

And know the life I’ve yet to speak.

Unknown Path

I can’t see the path He’s drawn,

Nor the future He has in store,

I can’t grasp the plan He’s weaving

Or the doors that will one day open wide.

At times, the road is shrouded, dark,

The weight too much to bear,

But in those moments, I’ve felt His grace,

A quiet strength, a steady prayer.

When all seems lost, and hope runs thin,

He’s been there, every step of the way,

A guiding hand, unseen but real,

Lifting me through the hardest days.

Though many may not understand,

The reasons, the plans, the design,

I trust in what He holds for me,

In His timing, His plan divine.

So though the way may twist and turn,

And though the world may doubt,

I’ll keep walking with faith and trust,

For He knows the way, there’s no doubt.

And in the end, I’ll see it clear,

The beauty He’s made from the pain,

For every step, He was right there—

A faithful God, who will remain.

Let Go

This is my prayer, I let it go,

For what we shared, I love you so.

But if my heart cannot be enough,

If I fall short, if times get tough,

I hope you find the one you seek,

Whose love for you is strong and deep.

May she see the things I missed,

The quiet truths and tender gifts.

I pray she treats you with the care

That, for all my love, I couldn’t share.

In ways I faltered, she’ll be strong,

Where I went wrong, she’ll make it right.

So as I part and watch you go,

I wish you peace, I wish you glow.

Though love for you will still remain,

I release you now, and bear no pain.

For what I couldn’t give, I pray,

She’ll offer freely every day.