maybe if I pray hard enough, things will begin to fall into place; just maybe my perspective will change and I'll begin to appreciate the ******* I'm being handed everyday and learn not to complain.
maybe if I pray hard enough, my mind will return from it's defense mechanism of shutting down and running away to 'happy places', and remind my body how to breath again; just maybe I will be able to breath again.
maybe if I pray hard enough I won't need to cry often; just maybe I'll be injected with an ounce of hope that I can continue on; perhaps these feelings that make me want to die every day will disappear