I’m sick and tired of this feeling;
I’m always in a state of healing.
After a wound heals, another follows;
I wish my heart will just be hollow.
And yet I continue loving
Even though my heart kept breaking.
And I still kept on trusting
Though they keep on betraying.
I’ve always treated people I meet kindly;
I gave them my smile, my heart, and hospitality.
I gave them all that I could give;
I’d even give my life so that another lives.
My friends and family lifts me when I’m down,
They cheer me up and never let me frown.
You might say I have a mighty valor,
The truth is I’m weak, but I have a strong armor.
But it is not made of metal nor wood;
My Armor is Jehovah, my God who is good!
– MJP (July 29, 2006)
Inspiration: Psalms 33:20
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