The darkness of misery was my cloak
It was such a heavy thing
I huddled beneath it
Letting my sorrow weigh me down
The light seemed far off
The moonless night seemed strong
I needed an escape
And God granted me aid
He gave me the strength I needed
He flooded me with happiness
You use a nice image - misery being a cloak; weighing you down; the night being strong. Nice!
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