mask

the mask i wear is a brave one. it covers all that is not said. pain that is not put into words to the right people. why must it be like this? i mourn and set aside. it does not rent space in my head, in my heart, so it should not be there. please God help me. thinking is over rated. it turns simple thoughts into silly silly over obsessed thoughts. push it aside. good bye. throw it in the bucket for God to handle. it's all yours Man. i give it to You. i don't want it and know that only You can make it right. change it. now i sit and SAY i give it all to You but i still want to punch something because it angers me. i know that is the enemy beating me up over the petty petty things. blown outta proportion. trust that He can wipe it all clean. trust. hope. pray. have faith. put the mask away.