Shawna Marshall

1985 - California

Empty Words

My songs of praise have fallen silent
Silent as my baby's cries
That mustard seed of loving faith
Sits now black with decay
I prayed for mercy and wept for healing
But those pleas dispersed to stillness
Stillness, like the haunting empty stillness
Instead of baby's kicks inside
Divine comfort holds for me no draw
It wasn't comfort that I sought after all
My merciful and loving Father
I reached my hands up to
Believing in His grace and love for me
As He ripped my child from it's womb
So my pleas have fallen silent
As the darkness within me spreads
Encompassing that perfect love
That turned out only to be words
Empty, just like me

© 2018 Shawna
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