Until I have myself

All the center pieces of the most beautiful world, are dust and nothing, if it can’t be made truthfully.

All the most wonderful things in life, are forgotten and thrown away, because of mistakes and imperfections.

Until one can be in control and to be sane, nothing good they do will ever be, of any value. Useless until one is good and has a heart for GOD.

I know in this life time, Satan has taken all I love from me, health and my value stripped from me. So now I’m the darkness I find that I must be, 100 percent made for me.

I walk through sands and valleys, water and soil and nothing to guide me but my broken soul. But even though death is tried, the imperfectionist has failed and he too needs to throw this desire away. To live life dead alive is what it feels like to me, but I need to imprison my soul in isolation until I can fix me.

I am not gone, but I do need to go away. Until GOD and I have fixed enough of me. I love you always but you will not hear from me, for until I can prove I am better, I am lost at sea. The sand storm has control of me.