Frail emotionally.
Faint physically.
Feeble mentally.
Fragile spiritually.
Faint physically.
Feeble mentally.
Fragile spiritually.
I wish God will take me away. But i have been waiting. For days. For months. For years.
He didn't.
I doubt He will anytime soon.
And He kept me alive in the midst of all these turmoil.
I looked around today in warm boots and cosy suede jacket.
Surrounded me was wintry, bare trees, squirrels scrambling around for food before the gloomy winter creeps in... and I began to smell the breeze.
I began to breathe.
I realize I am alive, and all is well despite of my weaknesses and insecurities.
I am not strong, but He has kept me.
I am free.
