Some days I feel too weak to carry on.
The pains of life feel so unbearable to withstand.
My eyes are constantly watery & red.
I conceal my hurts by masquerading as someone who can conquer all.
My family & friends would tell you I can.
But that's because not even they know the heavy burdens & hurts I bear.
It's tough to keep trying to keep my hope alive.
To not let my faith keep dwindling & eventually die.
I know God hears prayers but I just feel like sometimes He doesn't hear mine.
I'm screaming on the inside.
Breaking down piece by piece.
While quietly praying for peace.
I've contemplated taking my own life but never can actually do it.
Something always seems to intervene & the knife ends up once again staying clean.
Maybe it's God stopping me cause I have a purpose.
I wish I would have some great revelation.
I'm tired of living this way.
I need rehabilitation.
Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 9:34 PM UTC
Some days I feel too weak to carry on.
The pains of life feel so unbearable to withstand.
My eyes are constantly watery & red.
I conceal my hurts by masquerading as someone who can conquer all.
My family & friends would tell you I can.
But that's because not even they know the heavy burdens & hurts I bear.
It's tough to keep trying to keep my hope alive.
To not let my faith keep dwindling & eventually die.
I know God hears prayers but I just feel like sometimes He doesn't hear mine.
I'm screaming on the inside.
Breaking down piece by piece.
While quietly praying for peace.
I've contemplated taking my own life but never can actually do it.
Something always seems to intervene & the knife ends up once again staying clean.
Maybe it's God stopping me cause I have a purpose.
I wish I would have some great revelation.
I'm tired of living this way.
I need rehabilitation.
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