Surviving the Dark Times

He looks at me with malice
I hurt for him…and me too
If I could, I would take away the pain
But we all must ride it out
The waves of despair can be too much
But the buoy will save us
God will save us
We don’t know how
We don’t know when
The storm has a will of its own
Molding us into the person
God wants us to be.