Life
High anxiety
Frequent headaches
Each step gets harder and harder
Its as if I am walking through three feet of snow
I take the same steps each day
Figurative and literal
Each step makes me hate everything even more
Anger is built up inside
I hate who I have become
I feel as if I am lying constantly
However I never lie
I wish I had something
Someone
That could change my life
My routine
Someone or something
That could shatter all my beliefs
Someone or something
A sign
To show me that there is a god
That there is a purpose to me living
Please?
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