A joyful heart

A joyful heart is honest..

Is not something vague..

Is not made up..

It is pure..

Genuine..

And somewhat tender..

Bury in too deep

Bury in too deep..

Feelings and thoughts..

It would be just a hindrance..

To keep the feelings alive..

My door is shut..

Waiting for His grace to open it again..

It is shut so firmly..

As the scents linger..

But Father,

I do know that you heard me..

I'll be a better person..

I'll be a stronger one..

I have faith in You..

And, I do believe that you do provide..

So, help your son to bury his anxiety..

His delusion..

As I know you do..

You always do..

A truth to suffer

Was wondering, is this the truth?

As Father leads me to this agonizing truth...

Lustful love?
Indecent cares?
Or illicit warmth?

Suffering is undeniably real..

Was wondering if it does kill me inside..

What's so wrong with it?

How could I enjoy that so much?

Dear Lord, the ruler of faith and love..

Could I release this tension?

Could I bury these images?