yeah, i’m over thinking

Tired
Gives up
Gives in
Throws in the towel
Waves the white flag
Asks the Lord for release
Begs the devil for pardon

Strong
Stands up
Takes in
Picks up the towel
Paints the flag black
Begs the Lord for more
Begs the devil for horns

What do you do if you’re tired, strong, and know both the Lord and devil intimately?

Cause they smile at your weakness and frown at your strength, both watching you like a movie, waiting for the script you’ll use to talk yourself through your secret public sorrow.

You ever read something that feels real uncomfortable, because you’d already written the same emotions on your heart, then hid them away?


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