Late Nights

Late nights turn into early mornings, just another. early morning where I'm pouring it out. Sleepless nights and a heavy heart is starting to take its toll on me the flesh wants to get a hold on me, I know this is only for a season but it seems so far away even though I know its all for a reason. Gotta face your problems right, so what's this? A head on collision, gotta carry my cross bury the dead, and leave whatever I never spoke up on as words unsaid, just tears unshed kinda what this right here feels like if I was to be performing this at an.open mic, walking by faith is far from easy and I got visible wounds to show that it hurts, but God told me to love her like he loved the church, so even when love hurts do this in rememberance of me and no matter what you two go threw always know that its more easier to turn the other cheek