Take Over

By: Kayla Barton

Pain so deep hope so small,

It's as if my mere existence means nothing at all.

Keeping that smile as I scream loud inside,

Holding onto the truth the only thing I can abide.

Long awaited grief boiling over the edge,

My life hanging as a vow, a promise or a pledge.

When is the end to this to which I have walked so long?

I yearn for that day where I sing in joy a new song.

Help me O Lord as I am too tired to weep,

The nearing to the top is getting unbearably steep.

Bruises and blisters I am just now starting to see,

For the time I have left I need You to carry me.