Too Fast.
I am scared.
Time passes by.
And my belief that I am not enough is taking longer than I anticipated to chip away at.
I find myself lost in bitterness and resentment.
In pain.
Pulling myself out before it consumes me…
And asking questions.
More than I ever have.
Has the most codependent relationship I’ve been a part of been growing in silence.
Or am I free to do this life the way I was supposed to.
Am I blinded?
Am I lost?
Or am I free?
To do what I need to do.
Too slow.
I need to choose.
Before my time is up.
Before He returns.
Yours faithfully,
Curiosity.
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