Here’s where I stop thinking

Here’s where I start trusting

Anything but this.

No one but You.

And maybe this will fall,

But maybe I’ve had my fair share of brokenness

And maybe the rubber will meet the road,

And maybe the two will get along.

And then I’ll think

And then I’ll know.

And in that thinking and knowing

I’ll open my eyes for the first time in a while

And maybe I’ll start living.

Maybe I’ll start breathing

Because, maybe, that’s what You’ve wanted from the start.

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