Tonight.

Tonight was rough.

Satan got to me,

and broke me down.

I feel worthless and like nothing.

Like, I should take the pill bottle, and end it all.

but don't worry, I'm fine.

I know God has more for me.

He throws the hardest curve balls at His best players.

But I can't deny I was at my lowest.

I've never felt so worthless.

so empty of life.

It was probably an effect of being so tired, 

and a straight day of hard work,

and a stressful event at church.

but i was so empty,

no matter what caused it.

and honestly, there's no happy ending to this story.

at least not yet.

this is a struggle that's going to be daily.

who do i talk too?

who can make me feel worthy of life?

of living?

no one.

i have faith that God can.

but it's hard living out your faith.

I don't know a person who doesn't struggle with it.

so we'll see how this goes.

all i ask for is prayer.

i don't want people to pry

and question.

i don't want to told i can make it through whatever i'm going through,

or that i shouldn't cry.

i please just ask for prayer.

as i walk through this world,

this evil and twisted world,

and the people in it,

that make me feel like i shouldn't exist.

that i'm not worthy to be here.

that they won't phase me.

and that one day soon,

i can write a happy ending to this story.