Really. What could I do without God? Nothing.
But my faith is fading.
I wish I was the old me. Standing on the darkness within myself. Totally counting on it to keep living. In that way, at least I could be stronger inside and outside. Thinking that I don’t bother with anyone. I don’t give a damn about other people. They hurt me, I hurt them more.
People are so mean inside. A real human is only thinking about themselves only. Their nature is to hate other people, and that’s why I hate people back. But since I know God, I don’t hate no more. I strip my darkness upon His Cross, and I don’t know why I feel so fragile after that.
Lord, I give up.
After all my lies that I don’t need You no more, deep inside I’m crying to have Thee by my side.
And I know You won’t just give up on me.
Thank You so much, Lord. I love You always.
