Flicker of Hope

Just a very very tiny flicker of hope in the universe of darkness. I saw just a very weak flame of hope in the depravity of this all. Dare I breathe relief into the world? Not yet. Do I have a strength to keep walking on? Perhaps just enough.

Keep watching that flame. Tiny hope in this dark silent world.

Worrying

This is easier said than done. And I'm incessantly worried about many things now. In a constant tensed state of being and loathing this feeling.

Why is it that when you need to pray the most that you find it hard to focus? God help me.