I guess blood sheds always happen during a battle. In the end, after the battle is over Everyone seems to be happy and but I am lost with no track, should I stay or start to pack? Guilt is killing me on the inside, I am left with no joy.
I just feel dead on the inside. Anxiety is killing me leaving no breath in me, stabbing me till it is satisfied. It has been two days since I have taken my medicines. I want to Kill Myself.
But I will stay alive in this pain Only for God.
I do not want to be like Judas who betrayed God. I love him even if I do not show it. God is my priority even if I do not tell or do it in action. Because God was and is there when no one else was there for me to date.
I want to see God always smile even if he is disappointed in me or upset because of me...
I want and need God to smile even when I am in deep pain which I know only he can heal and mend in this broken heart and mind of mine.
I wish I came home, God. I miss you and I love you.
But you are right no love in this world can be compared to your love.
I am sorry God, please forgive me.
Love, Your dear daughter.
Princy Prince.