• Here I am, Once again feeling lost, never to be accepted in this world...

    I wake up under the old Oak tree I now call home. I breath in the aroma of sweet, yellow honey, I feel the soothing, calm wind upon my wet, smooth skin. Right know I don't know what to feel, I ran from home with Him, I gave everything to God, Ileft the people I loved without saying good-bye, and I gave the one thing that I cannot get back, or replace to Him, I think I might love Him...

    I put my head on his bare-chest feeling his heart beat, man I love that sound I think.

    I know my heart belongs to Him, but I just can't help to think about everything I did, everything I lost, everyone I hurt. I feel like I need Him, and that I don't belong in this meaningless world called Earth, maybe it's time to call it quits and escape back to heaven, where I must be.

    But Lord , can I take Him with me? The one I love, my future husband, my meant to be?...

    Why was I born? I'm a mistake! surely I am.. Growing up without a father, a mother who used to be beatiful but ruined it by choosing the wrong road in life...

    What Am I Lord?

    Who Am I?

    Lord: The question is who are you meant to be, and what can you accomplish?...