broken hopes leave
scars across our hearts
dripping crimson drops that leave a trail
easy to follow for those who would look

♥♥♥

few would dare to see the misery

the pain and the hurt

that lives deep inside of you and me

♥♥♥

lives are maimed
while souls are chained
the blood that flows leaves us weak and dazed
we pray for healing carried on wings of faith

~Mark Schutter ©2014