Unaware

The life of light is sweet,

          The still of dark is not

          As I sit here and weep,

          My heart begins to rot.

          My life without a smile,

          My eyes without a sight,

          My heart yearns a while,

          But your gaze kills the fight.

          My pain burns my soul

          My aching stabs my heart

          Are you aware of me?

          And where it took start?

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anna.nelson.9210

This song echoes the book of Psalms, where David calls out to God, praising him and loving him, but also asking him the one question that everyone asks, "Do you even notice me?" I love ministry, so I thought I might share this. 

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