Then the day came that I stopped asking;
“God, why are you letting this happen to me?”
Why are you letting this happen
It was me, it was me all along.
I was letting it happen to me.
I cried about it, I prayed about it, I asked to be delivered from IT
and then went to sleep awaken and go right back into it.
Free will. My will. Wrong will.
I had to wake up
reclaim my power my peace my mind.
Renewed. Revived. Resolved.
my my my….