I thank the Lord Jesus Christ for
The goodness in my life and
I cherish him in my heart
And I smile so bright
Praying to him every night
And he guide's me home
Safe and warm sheltered
From the evil coronavirus storm
And the lord Jesus Christ
Is my beautiful gift to our life
And all the blessings in my life
And his peace and love every day
And I am so very grateful today
To have the Lord Jesus Christ
In my heart every day.

200 words.
What a milestone.
There are people with thousands of words published.
On this site.
On other sites.
In books.
Those books that were never recognized.
Those poor authors never got recognition for their works.
They worked so hard.
They tried so hard.
All for nothing.
Did they ever try again?
Why would they?
It could just end up the same way.
No one will care.
They'll regret their choices.
They'll wish for something better.
Their wish won't be answered.
At least, I think so.
Maybe it went a different route.
Maybe they did try again.
Maybe they succeeded.
Maybe-
Maybe they didn't.
Nothing will be enough.
No one will recognize your work.
Don't even try it.
Pathetic.

Remember this...

You are the reason for countless,
sleepless nights where I lay awake
wondering what light you would bring.

You are the reason I had no imagination,
believing that no one could fill the gaps
and why each day came with a sting.

Unknown to me, who you were going to be.
You sang to me, so sweet! You make my dreams
weep with joy and sadness.

Unknown to me, you were everything
or nothing. Someone to depend on or destroy.
I've torn you down but you stand with me in the mess.

You helped me through everything,
good and bad,  through my darkest moments when
self-harm and suicide didn't seem so bad.

You expected it back in return but when I couldn't
live up, you didn't leave you stayed
because you knew you were the only thing that made me glad.

This is for you, whoever you are,
thanks for being there. I know I don't say it much
but I don't know what I'd do without you.

This is for you,  because I know you are truly
willing to forgive me and I cannot repay that
or even begin to.

Just remember I wrote this for you.