Moment

Loss of control like that...is quite unacceptable.
I may not be worth all that much but there is that need of control.

I'm not sure.

I want to be however.

But the cloud cover is coming yet again.

Why?

Persistence in confusion.

More than words, more than exsistance, more than self, I need You...to just believe in me, to help me to fly from this Hell, to find rest in Your arms, oh Lord, please.

Please.