I don't know why I do this, but I do it a lot.
I know that God's love is perfect, but I always choose temporary human affection over His love.
I always trust man more than Him.
I have more faith in words you've spoken than the promises He's set aside for me.
I question love even after He's told me multiple times that He is love.
God is love.
God is good.
Love is good.
I'm afraid of love.
I've never had love without hurt.
Never had a promise of forever.
Never not doubted.
So in turn, I doubt people, and I doubt God even more.
I long for people to trust, yet I doubt every being God places in my life.
I hate being vulnerable.
I'm always feeling lost. So out of place.
I cry most nights, seeking His face.
I break myself then cut myself using those pieces while trying to fix myself He made me perfect, but I take people's words over His prophecy.
I still don't see perfection in Him; or me.
I don't see perfection Except in the beauty of me hurting myself.
I know they'd be there if I cried out, but I can't find my voice.
Drowning in a sea of self inflicted misery Don't even try to solve the me- mystery I muffle my own cries, suffocate myself I throw myself in the deep end, knowing that I can't swim But that's comfortable. Pain is comfortable, so I'm always hurting myself. That's home. It feels like home
Home is what you've always known, and what you'll always go back to.
Home is comfortable I find comfort in uncomfortable pain, so I hurt myself.
Even when I think I'm finding healing in myself.
How do you find healing in the things that broke you?
How do I find healing in myself when I'm breaking myself? Stop Breathing Never learn to swim
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