Seeking the truth every night
I feel sick to my stomach
I feel drained in every way
I push for so much yet nothing is given
I feel like my life is stretching
A headache that never goes away
I draw my pictures of futuristic ideas
But to see them ripped in front me is devastating
Pressure in my face, chest and hands
Waiting no more for another to seek me
Waiting no more for another to treat me
Treat me how I already know I should be
To be indfferent is not beneath me
But to have someone judge me based on negativity
I feel this is not the real me
I can pray to God every day
Ask him to take my pain away
Ask him to give me strength as I go thru life
To prepare me in his santuary
Honor myself but many call it conceeded
I wonder who feels my pain
The edges of my sorrow
The powerful meaning of my words
Don't you wish things would end
Only for something way out to begin again
Watery eyes and chilly soul
End this with...HHHAAAACHHHOOO
I have a cold
Sincerely Yours,
Common
Ha Ha Alley, I didn't see that coming. That was good. I've been wondering when you were going to write again. Oh, here's a hanky, blow your nose :)
ReplyDeletelol....thank you
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