Written down

Seated in my car with so much rolling through me. To finally write down some of those things is wonderful.  Yet it causes a major migraine to hit.

I cannot let the clearing slow me down. Just parts are functioning. The slowness of my actions just proves that the release of these thoughts have found hope for me.

Yet I don't know what tomorrow will be like but I can hope for solutions soon. This I look forward of ridding myself of everything. Just to hope of being completely free of even wondering about people.

I have the fine lines and I will have to learn to erase them. They are not just me. So many other people.

To be wiped clean as Jehovah has done for others. That is going to be nice when I am completely to that point.

I just know it is not right now. It will take time for me. But I will get there.

One day I hope to gain the zeal again. This is a grand hope.

All else is gone.