Thank you, Lord, for your unending love, For showing me that I'm never alone, but beloved. In your arms, my soul finds solace and rest,

A poem from the perspective of a Christian with chronic depression tired of the daily struggle, pain and heartache the illness causes

This is a poem about being devasted over hurting a loved one deeply

Buddy had had a rough week. He felt down and out and was ready to throw in the towel. He felt sorry for himself

As Sarah walked through the empty streets, she couldn't help but feel lost and alone.