My heart can’t take much more of what I go through on a daily basis.  I’m in a constant battle with myself.  Nothing is simple.  Nothing is clear.

“Please Lord, how long will I be held captive by the lies that I believe?  My heart’s in constant chaos, and it keeps my so deceived.”

“And my heart is just a prisoner of war; a slave to what it wants, and to what I’m fighting for.”

- Tenth Avenue North, Empty My Hands