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The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.

I need. I want. What she has. What he’s got. That kind of job. Their kind of hope. Her kind of degree. His happiness. Her content. I need. I want.

He makes me lie down in green pastures, He leads me beside the still waters.

Trouble. Arguments. Tantrums. Choked silences. Swallowed tears.

He restores my soul.

Everything is eating at me, bit by bit. How long till there’s nothing left of me? How long?

He leads me in the paths of righteousness for His name’s sake.

The line separating good and bad is blurring in my mind. What is a virtue? What is a vice?

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I’ll fear no evil.

Death is one helluva attractive option right now.

For He’s with me, His rod and His staff; they comfort me.

I’m alone. All alone. A child, lost in a crowd of adults.

He prepares a table before me in the presence of my enemies.

Only those who have friends have enemies. I have none.

He anointed my head with oil, my cup runs over

Despair. Depression. Failure. It runs over.

Surely, goodness and mercy shall follow me, all the days of my life,

No. No. Rejections. Every time. Following me.

And I shall dwell in the house of the Lord, forever.

Forever, tormented by the demons that oppress me.

Amen

Amen.

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