Slow Metamorphosis

Fill my cup Lord
I lift it up Lord
Come and quench this thirsting in my soul
Bread of heaven fill me till I want no more
Fill my cup
Fill it up
And make me whole


I had a convo with a friend….I have a tendency to bite my tongue when I should say what I have to say and the later it comes out in the totally wrong way. I know you read this…. I wish someone would have told me too. I wish that I knew then what I know now. I wish things were different and I wish that I could make it different. But sometimes it’s hard to put aside what you feel to help others get over something when you’re drowning in your own feelings and emotions. I wish the world for you and the life you lead. I wish that you could look in the mirror and see what I see – that you’re a beautiful person who deserves more than the hand that’s been dealt to you. I wish that you knew that you could create your own destiny aside from all those things. You make me look at myself more deeply than I ever have and I think it’s because of you those thoughts came back, so for now I need to tend to that before I can even think of moving. I wish it didn’t hold me back but it does –