Some days are like a baptism of fire

It’s hard just to get up

Just the thought of getting out of bed hurts

Thinking of what lies ahead

Some days are like a battlefield

I wake up all wounded

from yesterday’s battle

But yet I have to take on another battle

I have to be strong and carry on

Some days are like killer days

I am the hunted

and I have to run away

I have to get away

before I become the prey

Some days I need more sustenance from the Lord

All I want is His comfort

For Him to hold my hand

And make all the incomplete parts

of me complete

To heal me where the world has destroyed

Some days I am like a child

I need to be fed

I need to be held

I need Him all the time

I want to need Him…