By Katie Brooks Boone, Class of 2014
Love is gone and gradually I am drifting.
Into this hole I am slowly slipping.
I am cold and dead inside,
Emptiness in my mind.
What is the hole?
Is it even real?
It is a lie.
I am alone.
But You enter.
You open the door,
Make me whole once more.
Make me alive again. You free me.
I now have peace because of You, my King.