The after life in heaven is nothing but a broken promise to me,
Who is this so called loving God?
Promises aren't supposed to be broken,
But even God's rainbow fades,
We all are living in a broken promise,
A broken world,
I became to caught up in fixing the broken people,
to fix the broken smiles they plaster on their face,
I lost myself helping others,
I lost myself in my pain in misery because of broken promises,
I lost myself,
But it's okay,
things we lose don't matter anyway right?
So there goes another life that know one will notice,
That's what I became,
A broken promise,
A broken soul lost in a fucked up world,

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The Struggles in Life
PoetryMy book is full of my thoughts. There is some positive in here you just have to find it. But this book is my thought, my feelings, my rants