I’m running a race I was never intended to win. I’m fighting a war that is bruising my heart within. Why is it so difficult for me to accept the battle my heart will never win?
I have been running so long my soul is weary. I’ve been trying to win so much, that constant loosing feels like a little progress. My mind won’t rest, because my heart is wrestling with flesh. To give so much love and never get it in return has depleted me and even my reserve.I’m running a race I was never intended to win. I’m fighting a war that is bruising my heart within. Why is it so difficult for me to accept the battle my heart will never win?
I have nothing left to give and my heart is so broken, yet it still desires to love. Why?! How can a heart in a million pieces still desire to love wholeheartedly? Who I am is who I will be. I’m a good person is what I constantly tell myself and I believe I am, but my heartache makes me question myself. Am I worthy?! Oh yes I am, but I often feel less than. I keep trying to build my house on sinking sand. I’m running a race I was never intended to win. I’m fighting a war that is bruising my heart within. Why is it so hard for me to accept the battle my heart will never win?
If you feel like you are running a race that wasn’t intended for you to win, check your direction. Don’t chase the love, let the love find you. My track shoes are up. What about you?
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