When I was little girl,
I cried so many times
that every teardrop of rain
would fall of my eyes.
When I was an adolescent
I couldn't stop crying at all.
Bodies of water came running
down like the Niagara Falls.
By the time I was an adult
a drought appeared in my eyes
I felt no guilt or shame
but I still feel sad inside.
The cracks beneath my skin
forms a desert upon my face
My emotions are fighting me
there is a part of me that I can't erase.
The waterfall has formed
as the water absorb the soil
That's it I'm done
I'm no longer living in turmoil!
And as I hear the Spirit of the Lord say:
"They that sown tears shall reap in joy."
Even after all these years
why didn't I think this way?
My tears won't bring me down
as of today.
For there is joy in the morning
after every tear sown
because God does great works
Therefore in this situation
I am never alone.