You left me with a broken heart.
Did things you can't explain to me.
It caused my soul to be hurt.
It caused my flesh to hate.
None of that has been fixed.
All of that still hunts me.
My flesh wants death my soul wants to be gone.
My spirit deals with both and it hurts it.
Lately I see who should be strong in faith plan some and talk about it as it is okay.
I was blind when I did that.
I now no longer plan to do any of that.
My spirit builds hatred and anger for the words they say. My spirit calls out to God for strength.
These people know God yet talk like they don't know him. It makes all of me want death my spirit wants death so it can be at peace. My soul wants it so it no longer longs for you to be here and comfort it like before. And my flesh hates all and no longer wants to be a part of anything including life.
My soul is troubled it can't handle all of these issues I face.
Tears no longer form in my eyes. Death is the one and ONLY thing I look forward to now....
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PoetryHere I write poems but I may make a new book as a continuation to this one but I don't know
