Never in my entire short life of mine have i been this afraid.
Not of people,
not of death,
not of anything i've ever known.
But somehow,
now as i dream,
there's this sense of loss,
a touch of confusion,
the feeling of confusion that hangs over me.
The future seems bleak, and i am no longer confident of my capabilities.
Yet, I pray that god will give me the strength to guide me through,
to hold my hand and lead the way. May he light the dreary path of doubt, and with every step a take, remind me repeatedly to persevere,
to be strong.
Saturday, January 15, 2005
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