I Need You More

Tonight a whole chunk of me has died. Those words reaped me of all trust, dream and the present. I feel totally hopeless, what is my purpose exactly? Why?

Sleeps reject me again like many nights before tonight. The anxieties keep coming to haunt me over and over; I am trying to figure out what all the anxieties are all about? Am I afraid? Is my sickness taking the best part of me, or are those words the killer of my sanity?

I don’t know, I wish I can have a direct line to the Lord. I pray that He hold me closely and bless me with some settlement or containment of a simple heart and mind.

Lord help, I need You more and more.