250220 Cruel Death

 Cruel Death

The cruelest feeling is to mourn
It tears us up inside
A different kind of cruelty's 
To mourn one who's not died

To mourn one who has walked away
In essence, died to you
The death of a relationship 
That's over, done, that's through 

How do you mourn that kind of death
When love is what has died
To them at least, but not from you
When your love's been denied

Is there any recovering
From that kind of cruel death
What do you do with memories
When that's all you have left

There is no comfort looking back
On what has come undone
Memories are bitter now, not sweet
Of love you've lost, not won

If loved one died  but love remained
Such horrid loss to bear
'Tis different to endure the loss
When love's no longer there

Do you let the loss destroy you
Let it tear your world apart
Does it cause you to grow bitter
Or create a hardened heart

How to pick up the pieces 
Of a shattered love now gone
How do you look ahead with hope
Eagerly await each dawn

Perhaps you cherish what was good
The good that was before
Or glean the lessons that you can
'Fore love walked out the door

All I know is, not all love left
For God's love still remains
And his sweet and tender mercy
Ever comforts and sustains

God's love's one I need never mourn
For his will never leave
So, I can trust and hope in him
Yes, that's what I believe

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