Hey guys, so I went through a bad ordeal lost night. I guess this is to just show that I am just like all of you. Going through my own troubles.
Why?
Why does the fire burn where my skin shows?
Why does the storm follow where I go?
Why does the waves crash whenever and wherever I come up for air?
Why do your words pierce further than my blade?
Why do your accusations bother me more than my face?
Why do your treatments to me tear me apart?
Why did I have to go through life to end it myself?
Why did I have that little fun I had to have it broken down?
Why did I have to be excited for something to come, when I know you'll just take it away from me.
You know my soul is melting to the ground.
You know my heart is becoming dust.
You know my skin is all sliced up.
But I say I'm fine.
I say I am okay. Nothing bringing me down.
I say I'm strong when I know I'm not.
I say I'm in no pain when the only thing I feel is the arrows in my back.
And this is getting too hard.
Today I even contemplated jumping off my house apartment.
At 13 floors up.
I wish it could all end.
Then I remembered my friend and how much I needed her to accept Christ.
I say 'after that' But I know someone else will need to be saved.
So I carry on. Because though it doesn't seem to work,
It's the only thing I can do.