Familiar Hurts and Pains
ooze through my eyes in the form of tears I can no longer hold back. Rolling down my face staining my skin with rememberance of the girl from my past who cried, and cried. Should have let God do His work during the years deemed for healing. Instead it was easier to bottle it all up, and put an air tight lid ontop of it all and throw it in the highest shelf of my closet far from view and reach. But now..as I'm going deeper with God He's confronting me about some things I'd rather just forget and not relive nor experience. What's funny is that it has nothing to do with anyone else. Just me and God. More so with myself. Here i find myself wanting to run. away. again.
Deal with me according to my temper tantrums and hissy fits from the past and force me into this transition Lord. Yes it hurts like heck but there's no turning back now.
Deal with me according to my temper tantrums and hissy fits from the past and force me into this transition Lord. Yes it hurts like heck but there's no turning back now.