Omega, every footstep is heavy. I'd prefer to lay down and close my eyes. Walking isn't getting me anywhere and there's nowhere to run to. Sharing the truth doesn't mean that others will believe it and lying just makes me want to tell the truth. I'm unable to shield myself from the world around me and what I view as harsh blows. I've been dealt a hand that I thought would win, so I'm unable to discard. Help me to allow Your light to shine through me. Let others see only You. Amen.
I loved that
what a beautiful poem. I can’t wait to read more!
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