Why do we have to be there for those we love?
If we don’t feel they love us,
Why can’t we just walk away?
Run away from the pain?
Where’s the escape from caring for anyone
And aching through the nights?
Where does it all come to?
When does it all stop?
Why can’t it be now?
Someone please… answer me!
Help me!
I want to run away!

11-18-1988 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
I praise God for seeing me through those times.