I was in your arms thinking i belonged there Dawn Ng. God's precious child. Jay's my superhero. ♥ give me some coffee please.

Figured it made sense building me a fence NUS, fass. PJC. BVSS. JPS.

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Trapped, on edge.

Have you ever felt like you're confined to something? Like you're trapped in your own body. You're full of hurt but you don't know where exactly you're hurting. You're so stressed up but you don't know what to do. Time flies by and you don't know what's going on. You're not living through the motion, but neither are you living out your dreams. Have you ever heard of someone who wants to die, not because they're too depressed or anything. But just to get to heaven earlier. But, I know I'm not ready for heaven, it isn't my time yet. There's still a lot of things for me to do here on earth. Things for me to accomplish. People to impact. There is still a lot of improvement and moulding that I need in my life. But God, I'm so tired. And I'm this close to giving up. Its as if there's four walls pressing up on me, on every possible corner. Terrible, isn't exactly how I feel. Becoming numb feels more like it. God, I don't even know what's going on and how I got myself into such a big mess. But, I'm really tired. Drained, and exhausted.. I'm not stuck at a cross road. I'm in a big field. With weeds taller than me. I see nothing, except the grass that surrounds me. What's out there? What's ahead? I keep walking but there seems to be no way out. No way out of this cloudy mess, like a maze. God, help me. Lead me, I pray. And strengthen me. This is the last thread I'm holding onto. Please. Before I lose my sanity.

"For troubles surround me -- too many to count! They pile up so high I can't see my way out. They are more numerous than the hairs on my head. I have lost all my courage. Please, LORD, rescue me! Come quickly, LORD, and help me. May those who try to destroy me be humiliated and put to shame. May those who take delight in my trouble be turned back in disgrace. Let them be horrified by their shame, for they said, "Aha! We've got him now!" But may all who search for you be filled with joy and gladness. May those who love your salvation repeatedly shout, "The LORD is great!" As for me, I am poor and needy, but the Lord is thinking about me right now. You are my helper and my savior. Do not delay, O my God."
Psalms 40:12-17 (NLT)