It’s way different when we actually get a slap of truth about our realizations…
the ugly truth about how ugly one can be in all aspects and angles.
No wonder why one gets abandoned.
No wonder why pain gets to dwell.
Yet through this agony, one gets to cry out to the only One who truly listens.
No wonder why it’s a beautiful pain.
“Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer.
From the end of the earth I call to you,
when my heart is faint.”
“May your unfailing love be my comfort,
according to your promise to your servant.”