COME FIND ME

I drown my sorrows in a cup of tea.
Late nights filled me with tears, I couldn’t see.
Run to my comforter,
Praying for comfort.
I could not run to another human being,
For they always left me seething.
Is there no more compassion?
Man lives for their prideful passions. 
Come find me, my king.
Come find me, before sin captures me.

R.D. Jess