I’ve always been curious about the world around me, but inside there was a silent cry.
Something most people wouldn’t and couldn’t see or hear this that was my silent cry.
From the words that weren’t kind, that was my silent cry.
The isolation from the world outside was my silent cry.
To learn and to feel the warmth of your embrace was my silent cry.
To be able to feel just a little love that was my silent cry.
That these scars of pain that heal, but you keep ripping them apart that was my silent cry.
The hope that one day you would be kind and loving that’s my silent cry.
You broke this child in my silent cry.
What you didn’t know was that the silent cry would be the force of God’s grace that today I cry for him to forgive you, and now that’s my silent cry.