This year was almost the end of me.
But how could i give myself up to the enemy.
Deception led me to the lowest ive ever been.
29 feeling like 2013 me.
My destruction was probably her therapy.

give it up to God cause night time is all i ever see.
my light left thought I might not even see 30. 
I just want liberation from the mental enslavement. 
Running thinner on patience as the days fly past me. 
No more peaceful warrior for my spirit to grasp. 
Heavy life lessons and I’m willing to fail all the tests.
loving me feels like a task. 

and i get why nobody else would want to do it.
i’m unworthy . My mind is undoing. 
This is the demise of young Dewi.