The Clear Obscure
Wandering late at night for indefinite reason, as my mind starts to shut down. I made this piece of trash, throwing all my thoughts and emotions while listening to the howling dogs and feeling the cold breeze of the wind. I always doubt the goodness of Christ coz He took a precious being from me. Up until now, I'm still in the middle of the maze. Stunned, and can't figure out the answer. Pain, indeed can change us.
Everything happens for a reason.
This line seems like a broken record for me. But now, I gave up. I gave up on having doubt with Christ. Faith should be fixed and stable. After all, this life will return to it's home.