It is the day that you cannot move out of bed

It is the light that is no longer shining in your heart

It is the tears that run down your face

 It is the blood lost from faith

It is the hurt pushed in your heart

It is the lost of you

There is a time in life when you are lost

When you are hurt, when you are mad, when you are alone

 And you ask yourself where he is?

Where is the all powerful God that loves me?

Where has he gone?

Some ask every day, some ask every one, and why not ask him?

For he is there when you are crying and when you are down

He can shine your day with a bright sun light

He speaks all languages but you speak one