It just dawned on me that
most of our stress comes
from one doubt or the other –

What if all these plans don't work out?

What if I'm not good or capable
enough to do "this and that"?

What if that person which is
is supposed to do "this or that"
fails to do so?

What if after all my prayers,
God doesn't do "this and that"?

The fear of uncertainties
stresses us the most.

But isn't that what faith is supposed
to address?

What if my faith doesn't work?

Ultimately, it all boils down to trust.

How much can we trust God knowing
that all these things are all within His
control – ourselves, our plans, others
and the others things that we are uncertain
of are subject to Him.

My lips are worn out
from the unspoken words

My eyes dully ache
from the unshed tears

My heart burns for
its desire to be loved

My wrist bleeds,
it longs to heal

My leg shakes,
it wants flee

My soul weeps,
so I set it free

I want to write poems
On your skin
With my lips.