I wanna look at what's before me--the mess that my life has become, the hopeless and broken girl collapsed on my bed, the hurtful words of my mom that pierce my soul--and have no fear.
I want to hear doubtful whispers that you aren't even real, that if you were real you wouldn't care.... I want to hear every single lie and be fearless.
I wanna trust you without fear. I wanna be face to face with the devil and stand with courage because you are real. Fearless.
God, make me fearless.
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