I am a man of many faults
I have the most awful thoughts
I fear walking over the edge
I constantly seek to be calm and peaceful
I weep at the failing of my positive decisions
I fight the negativity every second
The war is nuclear
I am estranged to myself
As i find it hard to understand why i constantly
struggle with these things
The emptiness accompanied with exhaustion of trying to stay sane.
I long for order
I don't know how long more i can walk this line
I long to rest but sleep is a stranger to my eyes
I fear for my soul
O lord hold me close
