Where?
Where do I go on those dark cold nights?
When the pain and the anguish thunders through my heart
And it feels that the agony of it all might over take me
As I curl up on the floor, my face drenched with tears
My body shaking violently from the surges of grief that overcome me
As I wonder if tomorrow will ever come, and how I can make it through today,
Where do I go…….
To you God, that’s where.. To You!
By Kirsten

April 1. 2006