So I'm here for a reason... And I just want to know why I didn't die all those times. I know I'm asking too much and I'm sorry for that. But I pray that I don't have to feel the need to cut anymore. I pray for a breakdown, so I can get built up through you.
God hear my prayer. God help me, please, help me. Help. I can't live without you. I'm so lost without you.
Satan wants me locked up in the psychward. I know you don't.
You have plans for me and bless me with the patience to wait and see what those plans are. Bless me and keep me today and all the days of my life.
I love you.