Not even into the face of danger.
Someone is always guiding,
Even when I try to be independent.
My joys are celebrated widely
And my tears never fall
Without company.
When I‘m at the end of my strength,
My tolerance,
Or even my hope,
I will always have
A final chance.
I can scream in desperation
And will always be heard,
Even when those screams are silent.
I have one true friend,
One True Lord.
Age 18