:[: Again :]:

I am sad

again

I am weak 

again

my head in my hands

pain pouring from me

water running from my eyes

I am here again

I find myself here so often

I never seem to get strong

My weakness is a curse

From the very pit of Hell

I ache

I scream

Everything in one question

Why?!?

Why must I be weak?!?

Why can’t I beat this?!?

Why can I not get stronger??

WHY!?!?

I crumble

I don’t understand

But I have no voice left

I have no fight left

A whisper

in the stillness that follows

a voice so very quiet

“When you are weak, you are strong”

“If you felt strong, you wouldn’t need Me

You feel weak, you need me.

When you are weak, you are strong

Because you have Me.”

my head in my hands

pain pouring from me

water running from my eyes

I am here again

I find myself here so often

I never seem to get strong

My weakness is a blessing

From the very gates of Heaven

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I know, I usually write underneath my writings. But tonight I have nothing more to say. . .