Out of context I could cover my depression, deficient I was insufficient, defile of your promises

I try to find the easiest way not to cry, but tears falls even when i am laughing and you cant tell that i am hurt because i am smiling.

Liberate yourself from full of loath and Catastrophe. Forbid the devils trick The audacity to see you Trip and fall unexpected

The God In you is bigger Than the devil that's been troubling you

Immense faith, is like a Bright, spotless path, potent And brave to defeat the Enemies red-tape.

It is far more painful to awake from a beautiful slumber and – in that brief period when the continuity of life is still lost to you – to reach across the bed for a hand that is not there.