Desperately needing a vacation from myself
I have no more patience to spare I'm losing sight of who I am Pain, Sickness, Emotions becoming too much to bear. A haze quickly descends to surround me The cold harsh reality stings. Settling fog makes it harder and harder to see While sickness and doubts effortlessly cling. Confusion trickles down my spine as I search for my reprieve. Nausea and pain overcome me Tears, visible and hidden, shed as I grieve. My body holds me prisoner Chains and shackles holding me back. Enclosed by walls of burden Praying my stability doesn't completely crack. I try not to be resentful I attempt to handle it in stride. I know that God's right beside me Willing and ready to be my guide. He has His purpose, that I know And believe it with all of my heart. He never promised it would be easy But I never imagined that it would be this hard.
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