I remember being so bound up and chained by satan I thought I was losing my mind! Hating myself and hating the man that I was with because I was being treated like garbage but staying around so I wouldnt be lonely. Late night calls going to voicemails and then sad excuses after hours of not answering... Running around trying to wear the tightest most revealing clothes so other men would notice me. Crying myself to sleep at night because I hated my life, hated that I had no family, hated the position I was playing. The more my man didnt want me, the more I didnt want me. I was so entangled in him, a soul tie of confusion, a cycle, tears, etc. Chains were so right, choking the life out of me that I found myself running back to him all the time...hating the life, hating the relationship but tangled inside...Found myself doing crazy things and going down forbidden lanes I never imagined Id see... Losing myself for a man, for attention....doing the unthinkable...BUT GOD!!! #chains broken #set free! #reminiscing with praise!
Posted on: Mon, 30 Jun 2014 05:22:00 +0000
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