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Depths Of Despair
by
Alice Bateman
Hot tears streaming down my face
Falling on my hands
Hot tears falling from my eyes
I just don’t understand
The depths of despair overtake me
And I cannot fight them off
I just sit here crying and crying
While all around me scoff
‘What does it matter if he can’t be here
You’ll go to join him soon’
Not knowing that my heart was set
I believed the Silver Moon
Now the future is unknown again
What if they turn me down
For entry to his country
Then in my tears I’d drown
I’m trying to convince myself
That things will be allright
But I am swallowed by despair
It feels like darkest night
How could our God give us this Love
And then not let it be
Why can’t we be together
He is half of me
Posted December 18, 1999 Alice C. Bateman///God's Pen