four days left
and they're passing quickly.
the struggles inside intensify,
and bared shoulders are weighed down with it all.
[please Lord, take it away--you promised you care].
how can i go
when i'm not ready for these battles?
but will i ever be ready?
part of me wonders...would it make a difference
if i never returned?
could i say i left things in order & at peace?
i must go, though my mind fights my heart.
i must walk this road alone.
