i pray . . .

Lord, I beg you to give me strength for I am so weak. I always hold on to things that make me strong but they are temporary. I apologize for asking this, but why make them so wonderful, and in the end I have to let them go anyway, leaving me so limp and helpless. That's when I realize that I always come back to you. I always seek for assurance from others that I can do this and they are always going to be there no matter what. But most of the time. it can't be helped. the fact that all things and people come and go. that's when I realize, that you were always been there. Most of the time it's just hard to believe in something, someone that we cannot see. As I grow up, I fail to feed my heart with the faith like of a child, my mind has always been full of himself but at the end, it's my heart that hurts anyway when the mind's capacity won't take the failure anymore of not knowing everything because I am human and I have limitations. All of my life has experienced this cycle, happening, again and again and I realized, I still won't learn. I do not know if this time it will repeat. I tried to hold on Lord, maybe this time I have to close my eyes and literally not see. I gotta have faith, FAITH. This stage of my life so stressful, I always tend to forget.