Cry Out.

Is it helpful or harmful to write about how I feel & what I am feeling?
I question this but the silence is deafening.

It's hard to say something is wrong when it may be right. It's hard to say "I'm ok" when I'm not.
There is no point in argument when the points made are truthful.
My truths are my faults.
My faults are the skeletons that won't leave my closet.

Does time heal the wounds or just make them more bearable?

There are so many unanswered questions, as has always been the way things play out.
 Uncertainties hurt more than the truths.

My faults are too numerous to count and to shameful to speak of. It's been time for a change for so long but with the hole that's in my heart now I know that time has come too late.

" To all of the people with burdens and pains

Keeping you back from your life

You believe that there's nothing

And there is no one who can make it right

For the ones who can't break the addictions and chains

You try to give up but you come back again

Just remember that you're not alone

In your shame and your suffering

There is hope for the helpless, rest for the weary

And love for the broken hearts

There is grace and forgiveness, mercy and healing

He'll meet you where you are

Cry out to Jesus

Cry out to Jesus

When you're lonely

And it feels like the whole world is falling on you

You just reach out

You just cry out to Jesus

Cry out to Jesus..."

-Cry Out to Jesus-Third Day