What a mess
My life is stress
I feel so blinded
Must I be reminded?
Vengeance is God's
But I want to be mad
With my heart I'm at odds
Things are getting pretty bad
SAT, college, dating and work
At the heart of it is belief,
Where nothingness does lurk
I opened my eyes wide,
So how come I can't see?
What is the truth that stares right back at me?
What about love turns me away?
Why do I feel the urge to run?
Are these feelings leading me astray?
What am I to become?
Why does everything feel meaningless?
Why am I so blind?
Why I am so scared?
What might I leave behind?
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My Poetry
PoetryThese poems are a collection of personal feelings and observations written down as poetry. You may not agree with some of my feelings, or you may relate entirely. As someone who has grown up Christian, many of my poems express the issues I have deal...
