I feel like I am slowly being eaten away by these...termites. They are slowly making thier way to my head, but right now, they are focused on my heart. Infested, infected, torn, ripped, shredded, buried, and parasitic. I can't get them out. Help.
I feel like I keep scratching, but nothing can stop the pain or the confusion that is this plague.
It's official; I am a tormented soul. I am haunted by the days of the past, turning points, whispered words, and unfufilled promises.
I keep breathing, the only solice is knowing that tomorrow will be another day, and I know I will live. I will live to see another day, and I will grow stronger, harder, and perhaps a bit more cynical. Here's to learning from mistakes. Here's to life.
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Dear Heavenly Father,
Thank you for these lessons, for the ability to grow, to learn, and to live. Thank you for the life that you give us all. Help us to make sense of the lives that we live, and help us, Father, to breath...breath for you. Guide us and keep us, Lord. Let us live to honor You. You are amazing, great, and everything. Take my heart, Father. Keep it safe, and lead me through the path that You have marked for me. Let me see you, seek you, follow only you. Repair me, cleanse me, calm me, help me.
Help me to follow and live the life that Jesus intended for us all.
I love you, Lord.
Love me, please.
Amen
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