9/28/15 #2

I can’t fight because I can’t win.

The battle surrounds me, as it has always been.

The losses from the battles carry wounds that cannot heal.

No matter my desires, the wounds are just too real.

Maybe one day I’ll wake up and see my Savior’s face.

But maybe I’ll just keep suffering on earth without His grace.

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