All you do is study, dear,
so very hard
as if you wanted to
break free
of society, a cruel place
full of malice
and unacceptance.
Where everyone else has a
friend,
accept you.
Searching for but never finding
that someone who aprreciates,
who makes you feel
so precious,
so fascinating,
so very wanted.

So you hide
in the books,
in the senseless equations
and microphysics.
Trying so very hard
to numb the pain,
to dull the aching
loneliness.
Lose yourself
in grades and achievements
hoping they will give you worth,
admiration and value.
Its the only way, afterall,
not to feel so
helpless.
So Useless.
Dear girl who cries silently in the dark of night,
you remind me
of me,
in the not-too-distant past.

You wish you were strong enough
to laugh at the insanity of it all
but you can only weep, bitterly,
at the brazen skies
holding the unseen heavens and a cruel God,
who blesses everyone
but you.
All your hopes and dreams
dashed, shattered
and vaporised
as cold fatality creeps in
like a poison.

Please, little girl,
what if
I told you God was never like that?
That the misery is illusory,
and you hurt so much...
'cause you tried too hard?
Christ came and died to give you
Life, and Life more abundantly.
He loves you so very deeply.
Rest in God, for he provides.
So dry your tears
little one, don't cry now.
You are blessed, dearest.
Yes, even right now.