Go on, ask Him. 

It’s a little heavy at first. Coming to God. It’s because you’ve carried the weight of so much sins and struggles for so long. 

The darkness has been comfortable. That first ray of light will feel a little uncomfortable. It’ll sting a little.

But I promise you, once you confront your shortcomings. His mercy will elude light into every part of your broken soul.

The heart may be in your chest, but the key is in Your Creator’s hands. Ask Him to open it. Go on, ask Him.




Till then

The cold breeze. 

The calm night. 

It would have been perfect with you right by my side,

Till the blankets and blankets of rays, only I’ve missed 

Till then.