a Living Breathing Journal of My PTSD Journey. as I Paint through the Pain & Celebrate Life.
Tuesday, April 5, 2016
We are the Messenger's ~ I point to You
I need a Miracle, to put My past to death. I know You want My heart. My bruises,and My scars. I am coming as I am, The only way I can. I can't forget from where I've come ...... And what My heart's been rescued from. Yeah when They ask Me Who, I owe My whole life to~ I POINT TO YOU! [We are the Messenger's]