Can be the worst feeling
It’s funny how I don’t listen to anyone except what I shouldn’t listen to
It’s annoying how I annoy myself more than I annoy others
It’s scary how scared I am yet others are fearful of me
I feel hurt
So I push myself down in the dark
The place of loss
The devils promise
I promise that I can offer you poverty
And that’s what I’ve taken
I prayed to god that he would not let me return to the place of darkness I was in
I’m trying but when I fail … sometimes
Does it mean he has not accepted?
I don’t think so
I think he has
I wouldn’t be here with this idea otherwise
But I am so afraid so I back down into this rubbish hole rather than giving my heart and soul
Who am I ?
Am I really that powerful strength or am I a fake?
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