plea

steady my heart, Isa. hold me up because i feel i am falling into a hole like the one i fell into this morning. except, it's not the kind of hole you laugh about when you get your ankles and knees untangled. only when i am with You can i breathe slow, only then do my thoughts turn to the important things. i came here to love You but i think what i am doing is complaining a lot. i just don't know how to let it go. help me, Isa. hold my heart steady. i want to love well.