Does anybody out there write e-mails and delete them on second thought?
Does anybody out there wish things were different, know what's coming up next is hard and have a poetic word of advice?
Does anybody in the world feel the way I do?
Did Christ feel the way I do?
How did he deal? He went to the Father.
And that's where I am, strength-less at the feet of the a loving Abba. There is nothing I can do but worship in faith and humbly take His hand as He heals my heart.
I know what I think is real, isn't. And what I feel now, I won't later.

But man, sometimes it'd be nice to escape to a Caribbean island or something . . .