Empty

Happiness is gone

Only pain stands by

All the worldly pleasures 

Left with a single sigh.

The emptiness of me

Is too big to fill with fame

Or money, or any prize

It all has no gain. 

So why do I rely on it? 

Why do I waste my time?

Why do I spend all I have,

To sit by myself and cry?

All that is not for God

All that we do without Him

Will be to no avail

Won’t help us deep within

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