I Pray,

I pray my heart doesnt bleed out on my sleeves,
I pray that I don't get so self centered, that understand there are people out there that have it much worse than me and I need to be compassionate, to pray for someone other than me,
I pray my desire for peace doesn't make me loos sight of responsibilities,
I pray that the weakness and fear I feel doesn't snuff out the oxygen from my lungs.
I pray to God to give me bravery to be strong for myself, the people who look up to and those whose destinies are attached to my future,
I pray this broken heart doesn't take up all the trust in me to heal. I pray I learn to love again, perhaps this time the right way.
I pray that I get to see myself through The eyes of God, perhaps only then can I see my true worth and believe in myself.


                                  - Jayb

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