♣ recaffinated,

<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar.g?targetBlogID\x3d340353029371446048\x26blogName\x3d%E2%99%A3+recaffinated,\x26publishMode\x3dPUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT\x26navbarType\x3dBLUE\x26layoutType\x3dCLASSIC\x26searchRoot\x3dhttps://recaffinated.blogspot.com/search\x26blogLocale\x3den\x26v\x3d2\x26homepageUrl\x3dhttp://recaffinated.blogspot.com/\x26vt\x3d4626617811717534112', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>

I just hate fighting with the one person I want to talk with the most.
Maybe I'm sensitive
Or rather i just want to be listened to.

These few days have been tough.
"everything is going to be alright" just seems like a fairy tale lie.
Feeling weak,
knowing I should hold on strong in faith,
Yet almost lacking the strength to do so.
It seems like a battle that would never end,
a boxing match that has no outcome.
Where's the courage that I boast about when I need it?
And it's times like these I know I'm left with nothing of my own,
no words sufficient to comfort my anguished soul.

But I will contend.
And fight the good fight of faith,
knowing that this struggle has already been won by my deep Lover,
Jesus Christ.

6:58 AM △ permalink

Marcus Jairus Quek //1JUNE1994

I am not my own.

Facebook Twitter Archive