Patience...

Must I say, times are really getting hard. If it isn't one thing it's another. Sometimes I don't know what to do, so I tend to brainstorm it out onto a single sheet of paper or occasionally on here. I seem to get lost in this cold cruel world until I look up and seek guidance from him, I rather keep it all bottled up, but then I realized I'm a total different person...mentally, and that isn't a good thing. I find myself internally weeping, because of the pain & disappointment. Sometimes I rather run away and keep running until the end of time, but my mother didn't teach me to run a way from my problems because it only makes it worst, instead she taught me to take a stand & declare war. So that's what I'm doing...declaring war.