Sometimes I just want to close my eyes, because I know too much...
I know laying in bed at night unable to sleep when I remember the dark places.
Skipping class, headaches, and dreams of being
anywhere but here.
I know the Valley of the Shadow of Death
Dressed to mourn
even as I lived
I wish I walked the "normal" small town Christianity,
whose biggest struggle is standing up for Christ
when the whole town knows
if you don't
your mother will find out.
I wish I remembered
always come out.
I wish I had stopped
from the Love that sought me.
I wish I knew about the Valley
before I walked through it.
Because what I know now
is that darkness can be overwhelming,
some memories leave scars
even after healing.
I wish I could go back to that little girl
and tell her to STOP making choices
that feel good in the moment...
Choices that leave you in the dark...
but when I complain to my sweet Father about my road
He reminds me
I give you My greatest treasures, my sweetest secrets