I can’t let my yesterdays darken my life and thoughts I am not the same person God, please forgive me as I forgive others I am broken striving to be holy
i leave the lamp on next to my bed i turn music on the lamp and music are my lighthouse there is no body to see no body to call lighthouse, be my friend tonight
I am broken into many pieces. I am not the same person I was as a child, as a student, or as a friend. I relate and expect differently today than yesterday. Inside, I am trying to be holy in my own way.