Dawson Tales

There are those days that start out okay, filled with smiles and distractions. They make you forget what problems actually exist. 

Then, you get home and you feel grossed out and disgusted and you can't help it, you purge and you relief yourself. Relief yourself of all the stress and agony. 

And then, you sit down and you try and call for help. But you don't want anyone's help. You know this is your battle, it's your battle that needs to be won by yourself. With no one else's help but His. So you try and you scream and cry, hoping that He'll hear you. But nothing comes out of your throat and at the same time, you know He's listening and waiting. 

Thank You for listening, even if I can't seem to scream.