This thing I cannot explain.
In my several attempts to voice this out, I fail.
Words seem to be inadequate.
I can only scream inside.
This has been around for months now.
In God's loving grace, I pull through.
I heed Him to never let go of my little hands.
In my prayer, I summon Him.
My soul grew weary at times.
Tears never fail to well up my eyes.
I look at Him as I pray.
He promised that tomorrow will be more than okay.
"Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself''
- Matthew 6:34
In my several attempts to voice this out, I fail.
Words seem to be inadequate.
I can only scream inside.
This has been around for months now.
In God's loving grace, I pull through.
I heed Him to never let go of my little hands.
In my prayer, I summon Him.
My soul grew weary at times.
Tears never fail to well up my eyes.
I look at Him as I pray.
He promised that tomorrow will be more than okay.
"Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself''
- Matthew 6:34
