My Will In God

January 27, 2016

I was always there

" WAS " there is no " was "

I am still here for you

&& when I'm crying around midnight close to 1

Everyone seems to disappear

It's like we're not even here anymore

I'm tired of all of these pep talks

They're killing me

My mind is deteriorating faster than it should be

Good thing my will in God is strong

Other than that I can't think of where I would be

I miss church

I ache happiness

I yearn for consolement not just for someone to keep it real with me

I can't take anymore accusations without cracking

So while I deal with a cracked soul

&& pray for healing

I ask one thing of you

Before you go to whack my ego reflect back to my end

That would be gracious

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