My Saviour [Jesus/Paul Rovia]
The last couple of days have been a mess. I don't know what to call it - what to call them.
Sometimes, I just believe it's all in my mind and they're not real. But they are. Very real in fact.
Should I be scared? Should I keep up the faith? Should I run?
The thing is - if I don't run, I die. It's as simple as that.
Having something to run from makes you sleep with an eye open - always.
It's been weeks since I have slept tight and peacefully.
It's been weeks since it started and yet there is no end to it.
Actually, it more looks like the beginning of something so big, cruel, savage and destructive that I can't wrap my mind around it.
This is the beginning of the end of the world.