November 28, 2008
If I could end my pain
I would end it all today.
But the truth is that I can't
Not with this knife thats in my hand.

Because it can't set me free
From the chains that hold me down.
Confused and so ashamed
I fall broken to the ground.

God I come before you now
In shattered pieces on the ground.
Praying you would take these broken pieces
And make them whole.

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