He knows all about us. He knows we are made from dust.Psalm 103:14 (ERV) DustI am dustDon’t look at meDepression eats away at meHoles appearing in my facadeJoy disintegratingHope trampled by liesFilling every space in my mindPain seats itself comfortablyI can’t live here in this spaceIn this caveOccupied by bleaknessHis hand reaches outBefore I even …
