(Jesus call me back to you, and I'll learn to lay down my burdens, my shame, my hurt, my heart. Idk where I'm running to, I tired of drowning myself in long days. I am weary. You said," All who are broken, lift up your face.")
Most of all let love guide your life.
Have you ever had to get through a day, smiling at people, talking, as if everything was normal and okay, while all the time you felt like you were carrying a leaden weight of unhappiness inside?
But honey, even a white rose has a black shadow.
I think I grow too attached to ppl, who I know, will leave. But I can't help it, I see all that you're, when you don't.
Those time I spent trying to fix you, never did I realise that you were breaking me.
While I was putting back your pieces together, you were ripping mine apart, by the time I realise, it was too late. Where did thy cold heart come from overnight?
All those time what were they?
& in a whirlpool of thoughts, I'm confused.....
Oh wanderer, come home you're not too far off. No matter where you run, you just end up running to yourself.
A mystery left untold
"I should have known", end.