DAMSEL IN DISTRESS
Written By Linda A. Knowles
Peeled herself up off the floor,
Her world – Fallen apart,
She is the damsel in distress.
Everything she knew,
She now no longer knew;
And what she didn’t know,
She now knew.
As she crumpled once again to the floor…
No place to call her own,
Except for her place in Heaven,
Longing for her eternal home,
And seeing things around her she needs to live for.
She called out,
Though nothing came from her mouth,
And she shouted out,
Though no one could hear.
The tears that streaked her face seemed never-ending,
And the tire tracks of nervousness,
Imprinted on her heart, mind, body, soul.
She rode out her nights,
Imprisoned in her mind,
Woke up terrified by screaming,
To find it was her own.
She not knowing where to go,
Not knowing what to do,
She could only look upward,
And in her cries of desperation,
Not heard by anyone,
Were heard by the Father above,
Who rapped His arms around her in love.
The road has been long,
And weary she has been,
Still traveling this road,
That will soon come to an end.