Winning Eludes the Black Widow
I joyfully married the love of my life
Sweet John died when I was only twenty-four
But I guess God wanted to add some more strife
When my fiancé drowned; I could take no more
Like a black widow I spin a deadly web
And those who approach me had better watch out
Even friends have died: Chris, Jeanette and Caleb
Stay far away; I fear what will come about
Loneliness is a sad game I cannot win
I live with memories of what might have been
And heavy depression is building within
Trapped in the past, I ask God, “What was my sin?”
*Entry for Joe Flach’s “I Just Can’t Win” contest
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