Heart ache and break...

How it stabs me...
how I wish it didn't,
but alas-
I care too much...

if only you could see where I am left standing
*note - anyone/everyone/anybody/everybody*
you do not know this pain I carry,
but if you did... I wonder how you'd take it.

just...
just let me be,
this is my battle-
this is my struggle-
all I need is prayer,
God aids to me...but the wound is still there.
This isn't saying that God hasn't failed,
perhaps...this is the thorn in my side that I cannot remove-
A thorn from the rose that afflicts me so.

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