"A Facade"

I seek comfort and love

In times of great need

A word spoke in kindness

On which I can feed

The love of my brothers

I know that it's near

They'll help and protect me

And carry my fear

At times when the heartache

Is more than they know

I could call and they'd listen

My sorrow would flow

But often I'm hiding

Behind a facade

And will not approach them

But turn to my God

He gives me the knowledge

Allows me to pray

And friends with their comfort

He's sending my way

They'll listen with wisdom

And hear how I feel

They'll guide and direct me

And help me to heal

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12-20-97 I was very sad and cried out and prayed to Jehovah for comfort- sometimes we desparately need to be "told" we are loved.