Can you see me?

I see where I’ve come from and all I seek to gain.

But the journey to get there is driving me insane.

It’s like I’m being tugged this way and that.

Like I’m forcibly being pushed into armed combat.

With this thing called life, that doesn’t seek to give you any passes.

With this thing called life, often taken for granted as each minute continually passes.

By...

But now broken from how many times I’ve fallen.

I can’t see my way it’s blurry but I’m still calling.

Calling for help with my arm reached out.

Calling for peace but all I’m feeling is doubt.

Doubting myself, accepting my struggle,

doubting my beliefs, it’s all to much to handle,

So I ask...

God give me a sign, send me relief,

God give me a sign, please grant me peace.

I can’t do this! I’m not strong enough.

I’m not equipped, it’s all too much.

Then slightly and ever so softly I feel a light touch...

And a whisper in my ear “If only you saw you how I see you, you’d know you’re enough”

And in that moment I decided that as long as I believe I’m enough it doesn’t matter what the world thinks and I began to feel peace like never before.

All the pressure was off and I was ready to walk through the door.

To the life that was promised to me.

I did it...

I’m finally free!