Today, things were meant to be ok,
Today, I was going to be stronger than ever,
Today, I was filled with hope and joy, yet every time things blossom, a dark cloud rains acid, bringing death before they could bare any fruits.
I refused to allow myself to be defeated by life, yet I wonder what workouts life does to be so strong, each time my head hits the ground.
I try to keep my head held high. I guess it’s time to accept that I can’t swim, that my life jacket is not well strapped no more.
I want to be ok, I want to run this race .
I just don’t know if it’s worth it anymore, still He whispers to me;
“Wait for and confidently expect the Me; Be strong and let your heart take courage; Yes, wait for and confidently expect Me”
And so I hold on, just a little longer as I wait…