Find me God

Find me God

Deeper still something waits
I feel carved out in a dark searing place
From the hollows I feel imprints of falling away
Torn from a home that the young would never stray
Will it ever be safe again, would I even say
That the hole in my heart is not permanent, it will never go away.
Find me God, find this empty place
I waited for you then. You did not see my face.

Linda Willows

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