COURAGE

Longing for death when God says live,
Such an easy out... this thing called death,
Feeling you have no more to give
For life hurts with each drawn breath.

Like a prisoner of war, your life in chains;
You want an escape and death sounds best.
When only pain and regret remains ...
You can only think of rest.

Courage is needed to walk through life,
And many travelers walk it wounded;
No one is sprinting without strife...
No matter how the story’s told.

Take my hand I’ll walk with you
As we trod these hills and valleys,
For I, like you, have troubles, too…
Let’s walk together down life’s alleys.