It's my struggle to be who I am everyday.
I wake up to a person that is unsure of the decisions I have to make.
Sometimes to be honest I don't feel worthy enough.
I don't feel pretty enough.
I don't feel smart enough.
Like I could run away, and I should.
But then you come,
A light like the gleam of the sun on a pond on a sunny day.
Like a gust a wind that kicks up the leaves off the ground.
Like a quiet w. i. s. p. e. r of a baby sleeping
BUT.
Your words sting!
Your words cut!
Your words are my healing source
They say things that I don't want to hear
But I need to..
They rip me down to the very core to my soul.
They hold me and wipe away my tears.
They cover my cuts
Lord help me to wipe away the doubt that this world throws out at me.
Help me be strong inside and out.
Consume my thoughts,
I want to breathe you in and out everyday.
Be a beacon of light, be your tool!
Dear Reader,
Sometimes my thoughts are dark...you should read my poetry when I was in middle school. This post was also just sitting in my draft pile. Tonight though I was talking with a friend. She was dealing with a death of a friend. I felt so helpless and sad for her. All I had was my ear. The truth is we are all dealing with heartache, death, grief, struggle to love yourself, doubt. I am here to let you know those things that you feel are real and I hear you. If no one has ever told you that. I am here to listen to you. One of the things that I pray is that when others see me they see the one that has always been my guiding light. The one that I try to live my life for. The one that has always been there when every things goes away. God has always been there even when I have questions, even when I get mad at him and don't want to talk to him, when I am exhausted and can't find the words to say, and those days when the sun shines a brilliantly bright yellow and everything is good. Music has always been a part of my life. I have heard it said, "Where words fail, music speaks." I have no idea who said that but music has always helped my heart. May this song remind you "You're my courage when I worry in the dead of night You're my strength 'cause I'm not strong enough to win this fight You are greater than the battle raging in my mind
I will trust You, Lord
I will fear no more"
Love Always,
Angela
I wake up to a person that is unsure of the decisions I have to make.
Sometimes to be honest I don't feel worthy enough.
I don't feel pretty enough.
I don't feel smart enough.
Like I could run away, and I should.
But then you come,
A light like the gleam of the sun on a pond on a sunny day.
Like a gust a wind that kicks up the leaves off the ground.
Like a quiet w. i. s. p. e. r of a baby sleeping
BUT.
Your words sting!
Your words cut!
Your words are my healing source
They say things that I don't want to hear
But I need to..
They rip me down to the very core to my soul.
They hold me and wipe away my tears.
They cover my cuts
Lord help me to wipe away the doubt that this world throws out at me.
Help me be strong inside and out.
Consume my thoughts,
I want to breathe you in and out everyday.
Be a beacon of light, be your tool!
Dear Reader,
Sometimes my thoughts are dark...you should read my poetry when I was in middle school. This post was also just sitting in my draft pile. Tonight though I was talking with a friend. She was dealing with a death of a friend. I felt so helpless and sad for her. All I had was my ear. The truth is we are all dealing with heartache, death, grief, struggle to love yourself, doubt. I am here to let you know those things that you feel are real and I hear you. If no one has ever told you that. I am here to listen to you. One of the things that I pray is that when others see me they see the one that has always been my guiding light. The one that I try to live my life for. The one that has always been there when every things goes away. God has always been there even when I have questions, even when I get mad at him and don't want to talk to him, when I am exhausted and can't find the words to say, and those days when the sun shines a brilliantly bright yellow and everything is good. Music has always been a part of my life. I have heard it said, "Where words fail, music speaks." I have no idea who said that but music has always helped my heart. May this song remind you "You're my courage when I worry in the dead of night You're my strength 'cause I'm not strong enough to win this fight You are greater than the battle raging in my mind
I will trust You, Lord
I will fear no more"
Love Always,
Angela