Eyesight
I’m falling into loneliness, surrounded by my own
Forgotten times of happiness, am I reaping what I’ve sown?
I’m feeling disrespected, as anger rises up to fight
Discarded and forgotten, I lay in misery throughout the night.
I cry out in desperation, yet no one seems to hear me call
A numbness overcomes me as my heart begins to fall.
No parachute can stop it, for no longer it is bound
Its’ demise is now upon it and it’s been buried in the ground.
but….
There is someone who notices, when and where the sparrow falls
His heart seeking out the lonely, a friend to all who hear Him call.
He brings healing to the wounded, a salve to a broken heart
He provides comfort to the lonely, restoring those who’ve grown apart.
He knows where my heart is buried, He’ll not leave it in the grave
But I must humble myself before Him and accept the gift He gave.
Phillip Good (From the heart of an average MK)
Remnant's Edge 
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