Yet.

I looked to the horizon,

It was all but white,

The rain has started pouring,

Nothing was left in sight.

I longed for conversation,

Yet I dreaded to say another word,

Fearing it would make things worse,

Some time ago, suddenly I have been overcome by awkwardness;

I fear somehow,

To one day find out,

That no one truly cared,

But I want to throw away this fear,

'Cause it's numbing me of care,

Where I long to give,

And genuinely,

I long to be with each of you,

Just doing life together,

Yet my body in its pain,

Kills in my heart the joy to sing,

Yet I sing to You,

Hear my praises,

From the pits of discouragement,

Hear my joy,

For You are my salvation,

Till the end;

Is this the hundred percent?