Hard Truth

I'm a coward. Living behind bogus excuses. The world was placed in my hands, and I gave it back thinking it was heavier than I imagined. We pray for everything we want but leave out minor details. If it's been omitted from the checklist then it's implied it's not important. And it's not; but this statement is only true when we don't set our sights on worldly things. Worldly, cranial, flesh. It's here only to carry the sinful deeds. I thought I killed that thing, and yet it's all I see. Caught up on what I think  instead of what I feel. But love is to touch the heart, and now I'm on a head trip. Mistakes are made when learning. What have I learned from this? I'm weaker than I thought. Too weak to carry the world I so badly wanted.