battles, distortions, me.

Day… I do not want to count anymore. I have given up on it long ago. Blinded by the swiftness of life, I am left out once again because of me, falling prey to distortions, losing uphill battles. The pitch black facade revealed itself under those counterfeit gleaming lights across the vicinity,

Life is not easy, at all. This is perhaps the last phase of my 3-year training that I was told by God. Most of the times, I did not even understand what I was doing, and started to bitch around every now and then. With time, I knew things that I did not know last time, I learned more than I knew, I grew up but not up to the expectations of mine and of God’s.

Time is never quantified nor finite in the eyes of God, but it is to us. We perceive time as a limit, something that is not meant to be stretched nor bent or even broken. Opportunities were laid right in front of me beneath my very being, I just needed to reach out to get them. However, I stood there singularly, distracted by the ecstasy of the pixelated fictional world that I dwell in for most of my time. There they are- perpetually gone. My lackadaisical attitude let slip my chances to learn, I gave up on them because of me, I wanted to dive deeper into delirium, not wanting to live and to learn.

Social media, Youtube, distractions, distortions, me. 

I have had enough of these fucking bullshit.

Re-purpose. Re-direct. Set your heart right. 

Enough. I really heard enough of these. I know I am the roots of all my evils. God. I cannot take it anymore. In the name of Jesus, I pray, that I can be set free at this instant, I do not want to face these kinds of bullshits anymore, that are detrimental to me and my future, I want all of these to stop. If You want to let me fall, I have fallen, give me the strength to get up once again, to brace life with a new-found weapon- hallelujah.

I raise a hallelujah, in the presence of the enemies. 
I raise a hallelujah, louder than the unbelief.
I raise a hallelujah, my weapon is a melody.
I raise a hallelujah, heaven comes to fight for me.
I raise a hallelujah, with everything inside of me.
I raise a hallelujah, I will watch the darkness flee.
I raise a hallelujah, in the middle of the mystery.
I raise a hallelujah, fear you lost your hold on me!

I’m gonna sing, in the middle of the storm
Louder and louder, you’re gonna hear my praises roar
Up from the ashes, hope will arise
Death is defeated, the King is alive!

sing a little louder.

My weapon is Your melody.

I raise a Hallelujah!



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Published by zeckrombryan

Hope. Joy. Feelings cloaked as words.

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