I composed this poem as a favor to my friend, he asked me to make him a poem entitled this. I don’t know why and I’m not sure what he (you) really feels but this is how the poem came up.
I hear the rain falling on the roof
My tears rush out from my eyes
Gushing down on my cheeks
I taste the tears as it flows over my lips
It’s bitter, bitter when all else fails
The storm drifted away my dreams
Thunders roar filching my strength
Lightning strike heisting my hope
Floods wash away my desire to cope
It’s tragic, tragic when all else fails
Mountain high touching the clouds
How could I summit up high?
When sharp stones on the trail
Wounded my feet to bleed
It’s painful, painful when all else fails
When all else fails…what could I do?
I will soar up high reaching the peak
I will strive to push heaven and earth
I will surge the wave to calm the sea
I will trust in you oh God to rise up again
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