I know I need to not feed pain with fear.
But it’s very difficult for me to do.
At least I have God and He is near.
I know somehow that He will see me through.

I wish that He would tell me just exactly
What I need to do to end the pain.
I’m trying to convince myself completely
That I’m creating all of it in my brain.

I have to be! They’ve checked! They found nothing!
A weird subject for a sonnet to be sure.
But it helps to put my thoughts on page, for suffering.
Typing out my thoughts helps me endure.

God’s plan is perfect. I know this. So why
Am I sitting here questioning it tonight?