till there’s nothing left of me. no flesh. just alabaster bones, a skeleton
to the world - a conquer to Your kingdom.
its all up there in my head - and it sounds so silly haha
wordswordswordswords - give me the courage for action,
……. hahaha. i just laugh at myself. i bet You do too.
good thing You know my thoughts before they’re thunk ;)
in a good way. its ‘cause You’re working - i know that.
i pray viciously for Your work in me and when You give it to me i plead “oh Lord, just simmer down, i’m trying i’m trying i’m trying, but not too much.”
i think im done with that.
beat Your grace down on me :)
like the hawthawt sun
i’m a fool. but i only handle anything by Your provision anyways. its easy to admit, because it’s so absolutely true. hah.
"i’ll wait for my Lord, more than watchmen wait for the morning."
i sing it all the time, its become a lullaby. how many times? a hundred?
have i really thought about it?
i know You’re working a preparation in me. i just wish i knew for what :P
i’m such a kid.
… another doosey
"but yet we believed, by those gilded words we were utterly deceived, HOW DARE YOU BE CONTENT?!"
i convince myself that i’m content. i’m really truly seriously absolutely n o t :/
i want moremoremoremoremoremore.
and i cant even handle what You’ve given me properly.
i’m such a humannnnnn,
dude. seriously. how long have i even been writing down all these circular thoughts. so pointless. feels good though :) i promise myself i will not re-read this. at all. hahhhhhh. if any of you hooligans happen to read this, you’ve gotten a glimpse at the inside of my skulllllll.. i know, its a mess
im like a little insect buzzing in circles.
a nasty little deprived junebug.
just got smashed :)
seriously though, You can smash me.
alsdkfjdskf - like i have to even give You permission :P
my plea is for purging.. not the band.. actually just the statement, it’s a good name. means a lot.
purge: an act of removing by cleansing; ridding of sediment or other undesired elements.
undesired elements: sin. flesh. pride. hate. inconsideration.
"the shoreline calls the sea for simple words and company but words go on and on til they collide and all is gone. i dive into the deep into the sea inside of me to find another song to find a place where i belong”