“Everything ceases to fade Leaving my soul all the pain.”

I’m praying for patience and falling behind.

You color my world even when I’m feeling blue.

I still got your number saved in my phone And I only ever think of it when I’m alone.

When I wake up, I begin my search for you.

Rain on a river, falling into the midst Rising like a flooded street.

Can’t find my soul in my eyes Must’ve been drowned out by night cries.

You were my sunshine on all my rainy days.

There was a time when I worshipped the ground you walk on.

Did you ever love me? The way that I love you.

I am waiting for the day, To find someone come and rescues me.

A soulmate who wasn’t meant to be.

Dark, is my home; Spark, what I crave for.

I’m wasting my time, Wishing you could be mine.

Too blessed to be worried , Don’t need the feeling of regret.

If I stay here, Would I get myself back?

Expectations are the reason that you’re broken and that’s true.

What does God hate or punish except self-will? Let self-will cease, and there will be no hell. On what does that fire feed except on self-will?

In the deepest night of trouble and sorrow God gives us so much to be thankful for that we need never cease our singing.

Restraining prayer, we cease to fight; Prayer keeps the Christian’s armor bright; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees.

The passion for power over others can never cease to threaten mankind, and is always sure of finding new and unforseen allies in continuing its martyrology.

I will pray, therefore, for blessings on my friends, even though they cease to be so, and upon my enemies, though they continue such.

Cease from practice based on intellectual understanding, pursuing words, and following after speech.

Death doesn’t affect the living because it has not happened yet. Death doesn’t concern the dead because they have ceased to exist.

I have not ceased being fearful, but I have ceased to let fear control me.