When the Nights Get Heavy

Dear God, please—

I’m trying to hold myself together

with hands that won’t stop shaking.

The nights get long,

the thoughts get heavy,

and the world feels too sharp

for a heart this soft.

Dear God, please—

quiet the noise in my head

before it swallows the parts of me

I’m still trying to save.

I’ve been running from shadows

that look too much like my past,

and I’m tired of losing sleep

to memories that won’t stay buried.

Dear God, please—

remind me I’m not alone

when I’m convinced I am.

Remind me You see something in me

I’ve never been brave enough to believe.

Hold me when I fall apart,

even if all I bring You

is the wreckage of another long night.

Dear God, please—

don’t let go.

Not now.

Not when I’m this close

to breaking or becoming—

I don’t even know which anymore.

Just stay.

Just guide.

Just breathe with me

until I can breathe again.

Dear God, please.