There is a rift between God and I
Creator, please hear my cry
I am barely hanging on
Nothing feels normal anymore
The devil put me in a land of bones
When I fall they hurt like stones
I am barely hanging on
I don’t want to quench the Holy Spirit
I know deep down that You care
You reign hope with every prayer
But I feel so broken
Where is my Maker??
(C) Carly Wiggins 2018
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