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Complete, First published Jan 12, 2016
Kneeling here before You
My heart cries out in agony simply pleading you to heal the wound inside of me.
 
 for this overwhelming pain shackles me in deep despair, comforting lies whispered in vain and hidden meanings fill the air. 
 
 Oh Lord, why did I not act?! Why did I let damning silence ring? why did I keep for me, the truth that didn't lock, condemning him to eternal suffering?
 
 why was I afraid of awkward situations? Why did I care what others thought? he could have had a wonderful transformation, is his soul, Jesus.. enter enter 
 
 yes, I know that his salvation was never my responsibility. For me, with Jesus, there's no condemnation, just abounding grace which sets me free.
 
 all the same, I need bravery. I don't want any more regrets. Jesus rescue me from this insanity! But never let me forget... e never let me forget that everyone is a soul, searching for the meaning of life. Never let me forget that you want to make them full. Piercing through their desperation like a
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Don't fear death. It does nothing for you. Death is at every turn; the challenge is if you choose to accept it or not. Don't fear pain. Pain is how you learn. Pain is the side-effect of life. If you live life fearing getting hurt...can you truly live life fully? I've felt pain. I've accepted death. I've lived, I've learned, I've drowned a few times. If all I have to show for it is small bundles of letters and words...so be it. That's more than I could have ever hoped for. Everything that means anything to me are just words. You can put anything into words. Anything and everything. You can put death into words. You can put pain into words. You can put fear into words. And I have. And you can read them, if you want. You can learn from them; learn to stop fearing, learn to stop living in the future, behind your mask. But only if you care enough to listen. I speak loud and clear, yet nobody can hear me. I am not hidden, yet nobody can find me. If they even try.