The lies are whispered in my ear.

“You’re not worthy. There’s no point. What do you have to live for?”

I’m tired.

I’m exhausted.

I’m drowning.

I have no fight left in me to scream back,

“Not today! I am a daughter of the king!”

A daughter of the king…

A daughter.

I want my dad.

The relationship I never had,

maybe once a long time ago.

Be vulnerable.

With who?

The darkness surrounds me.

Where is the light?

I’m fighting.

I’m clawing my way to the top to get out of this pit.

But where is my strength?

I can’t see in this darkness.

Jesus, help me. Please!

I’m tired.

I’m exhausted.

Where is my escape?

Where is my hope?

I can’t breathe.

Jesus<3MGP

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