Dont leave me here to my tears.

God i need you here. I keep finding it so hard. I know you said that sometimes doing what please you isnt exactly our idea, or plan. God i really really find this very hard and difficult. I dont want to keep coming here and crying in front of this machine. Or feeling the tears in my eyes. God i am starting to get quite desperate. I need you...i need an anchor, i need direction. I need comfort.

God my conviction is waning, and my pain is overtaking me. I am pursing my lips and trying to crawl on. God whats with me. HELP ME!!!!

God why have i left the utopia?

God is this year going to be difficult too? I had enough last year...God will you spare me...
God be here...please God be here.

God tell me...give me peace, am i really suppose to stay here?