My cries

Jason Deering ’10, Exercise Science, Psychology

Before my cries,

My mouth was silenced by conformity

My eyes were blinded by darkness

My feet were bound by failure

My hands were paralyzed by fear

My soul was bruised and bleeding

From battles lost.

During my cries,

My tears poured out endlessly

My room shook with their weight

My heart cried out ceaselessly

My soul yearned for someone who cared

My trust in myself faded

Uncertainty became certain.

After my cries,

My mouth is free to sing Your praise

My eyes see You and Your love for me

My feet are swift to run to You

My hands stretch toward You

My soul knows strength and forgiveness

Because You cried.