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

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Hi, I am R.D. Jess. I am a christian writer and postpartum doula. My relationship with my God is not a religion but a state of who I am. I love being there for others and find that writing the hard truth is the best way to make people feel less alone.

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