Brother, stand the pain. We filled with skin, blood, veins, bone, soul and brain. Theres no room for lack of trust. We must just read to act and bust.
I wish you were here. Here next to me. Been missing you so. So desperately. . But lately I feel. Like you feel. And I see what you see. How Im missing you.
I only ask of God. He wont let me be indifferent to the suffering. That the very dried up death doesnt find me. Empty and without having given my everything.