Shouldn’t look at anyone because they won’t stay, plus life is safer waving from a distance minding my own business, adjusting analyzing resistance
Trees on this unknown path hide my existence while allowing sunlight to touch base, I seek God’s face while emotions give chase they annoy me still
Clear the jungle floor
Tired of how I’m perceiving, vain thoughts add vicious expectations leaving me bleeding, take away outer longings help me vacate anything outside of you, I want to stay under blankets until I’m well, is there anything I’m doing good or is all fail
Clear the jungle floor.
Oh God here I am pricing masks thinking one for work another for loved ones so they’ll get what they want while I’m engulfed in turmoil underneath
God, it’s you that works in me to both will and do of your good pleasure and I believe please help my unbelief, feels like I’m drowning underneath in a sea of razor-sharp barb wire teeth.
Emotion Dough 