here is my truth of the morning

here is my truth of the morning

   no one walks with me
where the pain is the deepest
no one can hear where my heart breaks inside

we live in this place
our hearts crashed and shattered.
we can't weep together, can't bear it.
it lives in the well of unspoken grief.

we touch it and retreat---
and smile at each other
maybe next time.

Lord You are faithful to prick this place
   everytime.
 ........and we walk together briefly.

 i'll try again tomorrow.