the part of grace tht sucks.

the hardest time will always be in the night. when the sun goes down, when everyone is asleep, tht is when you can truly hear silence.

i come in here and i sit in silence and hear the echoes of who we used to be. and so, i wish for patience, and grace, and strength to just let him be who he wants to be. mostly i pray for the strength to not make his life worse because of what i want.


i know there's a reason for everything
that comes and goes

but so many ppl are looking to me
to be strong and to fight
but im just surviving
i may be weak but im never defeated
and i'll keep believing
in cloud with that sweet silver lining

most days, i try my best to put on a brave face
but inside, my bones are cold and my heart breaks
but all the while
there's something there keeping me safe and alive

i wont give up like this
i will be given strength
and now that Ive found it
nothing can take that away


chriss,

goodnight.