FEARLESS

Jun 13, 2015

Open wounds in my chest.

I’m no longer afraid to let you in.

I want to be me, what YOU intended me to be.

Silence.

Awake.

The Silence kills,

Afraid that I’ll lose myself.

Buried in light,

Cus darkness seems to be too right.

Wrong time, left turn.

Obstruction ahead.

Chaos.

Death.

Resurrection in bed.

Goodbye to the lies.

Alas, I’m alive!

For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.(2 Timothy1:7)

For the sake of his love,

NanaOhh.