• My heart is beating
    A hole in my flesh
    Throbbing and trilling
    Itself ragged
    from the overwhelming pain

    It wants to be known
    outwardly; as a sign
    One long white line
    A testimony of my pain
    And the love I let go

    I keep asking God
    Why He took him away
    It matters not...only
    That all I want is
    To remember him fondly

    One day it won't hurt
    But the hole will be there
    And I want to remember
    Why that hole is there
    Why he was worth all the pain

    So I fight against myself
    Keeping my heart at bay
    Knowing my Jesus is stronger
    Than my overwhelming thoughts
    And He will succeed in me.