Everyday I feel my pain, I see the change I am not the same.
My heart is heavy with guilt and pain. I need to ,let go of all my problems, the Lord wants a solve them ,I need to resolve them. I feel this sharp pain like pins and needles poking my heart while its chained. I have to free myself of all my pain I gotta live, and I can't live this way. I hear the word "release", its such a joy. No one knows how good it feels when you finally let go of worries, pain, resentment, anger, confusion, abandonment, molest and abuse. There was sorrow n my heart was hollow. my heart was heavy, I couldnt take it anymore. I was getting numb, I was sore with my heavy heart. I needed to be free and nothing else was going to hold me bound.
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DallasCowgirl says: That feeling of releasing all of that negativity.... A beautiful feeling, indeed. Thank you for sharing your realness! |
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love_supreme says: "I was sore with my heavy heart. I needed to be free and nothing else was going to hold me bound." - This is very powerful. |
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