down in your valley…
come and sit beside me. and let me rest my head down in your valley. and measure this sadness on the scale of god’s love. but i rather just die now. i rather just grieve. i rather just kill all the strength you handing to me. i’m weak and unsettled as i look to the cross. oh how will i manage this unbearable loss? i’m on the heels of another storm. the fire is glistening. your message is to warn, but i am not listening.
