Struggle With Day
Struggle With Day
I so lost in this family house;
Though there are few I can feel the crowd
The noise I hear when silent is there literally
Walls to be alive; crying bitterly
They know I would go to; young house someday
Leave the nest that is withered, filled cobwebs; dying each day
Even the People living in care no more;
Lust of negativity brews within the house core
It’s weird that loneliness seems to better option; for me
There has to be newness in my life that is a certainty
Everyone seems a stranger as each day goes by
Only the alter with my God never changes its style
That is one constant which I implore and pray
Someday my God would accompany in a new way
Love has begotten and gone; left hole in the heart to mourn
I cling to my maker to him I cry
I ask for death instead of the pain vile
When will the new day come; how much to hold on
I have a firm grip on sanity but how long
Things are piling up day in and out;
Will I be victorious in life longest bout…