Why does the ego run away at like 1:17 in the morning?
Why must you trouble my relationships all day until this point of time?
Why must you leave my palms sweaty and heart racing out of the fear of loneliness?
why must ye cause me to act in a way which is contrary to my feelings?
Once again the spell of the “Jerk” has dawned upon me,
Shall I not open my eyes to behold the morning in which love had bestowed upon me?
Or shall I be confounded in the dark substructure of grief which underlies my happiness?
I pray Oh God that you rid me of this trife so that, I may love the next fair maiden…
And come out victorious.
- James King
1 John 5:4
“For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world:
and this is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith.”