- Take these suicidal stones from my hand! I wish i had enough strength to give them away.

The harbor from the storm seems so far away...so hard to reach... I call to be rescued, but my cry refuses to reach the ears of anyone who can help.

Three years i've lost...sailing these seas of infidelity. I float on the boat of misery.... I used to be at peace, i thought that peace would last forever. But now i'm playing a tune that i convince myseslf you can't hear. I'm perishing....in the grey of faithless content. These waves throw me around, daring me to let go of your hand and of the hope that i beleive exists. They taunt me, screaming at me to give up. I listen...and keep holding on...but for how much longer?

I am so hungry.

for what am i hungry?

I am hungry for something that satisfies. I am so empty, i want something that will restore my life. I long for a love that does not run dry. I want something that will give me life....abundant life, life that is meant to be lived and enjoyed, rather than despised. I beleive i know where that 'life' lies...i know the source of that 'life'. But am i willing to give up everything i own, to surrender every single desire and want of my spirit, and therefore, be able to pursue a peace and righteous that is not rightfully mine?

Everybody loves a rose,

Will you be thankful for the thorns?

These shattered window panes free the light which penetrates me. The sun will still shine behind my closed mind.

As i sit in utter silence, i notice pieces of my broken life littering the floor around me.