Sadness

Sometimes I feel this world was not meant for me and nor I for it

characters so different she's hard and I'm sensitive

this world has made me cold and now I live without censorship and beginning to realise the consequences of it

this world made me lonely and spiritually homeless

Depression has a hold of me and he sits on my shoulders, broad as they are
I'm starting to break so if I die before I wake I pray the lord my soul to take 

I wanted to believe god would listen when I was called to prayer but calling the Heavenly Father was like calling my real father the phone would ring but no one cares

My mind is gone and motivation fading my body is a vessel that my soul is braking 
My arms and legs are shaking at the weight of this sadness 

I wish for one second I could escape the madness My mind is passive but my body is throwing punches and making me reminisce about old school bag lunches 
Back in the day when I would take bare crunches in bunches 

My eyes are hurting and my lungs are bleeding I'm sorry for holding you back I'm sorry for holding you down I'm sorry that over 21 years I've done nothing but let you down.

I told you before I fell bare leachy so please ……… just leave me