Matthew 19:26:
"But Jesus beheld them, and said unto them, With men this is impossible; but with God all things are possible."
~ Here is a poem that reflects on how I feel:
Suicidal
It’s like a criminal disease that tries to self please the case of existence
Only in knowing that your life will be split within one instant
The feeling of not belonging in a world so vivid
Your mind appeals to only a death sentence
Taking this path is yet crucial but persistent
Not wanting anyone’s advice or assistance
Is this how life acquires resistance?
When you try to become stable there’s that one that doesn’t know
Not knowing what you’ve been through and that your long- overdue
Time is ticking and you set your date like an interview
Mad at humanity because the world has left you
Trying to prove a point to those who are rude
All that is left of you is your residue
Is all this stuff I’m saying untrue?
Point to be proven after its all done
Shun to your folks as they stare at the handgun
Knowing that you were their only son
Is this a battle and have you won?
Leaving the ones that loved you in tears and pain
Unbearable to manage when they see your old stuff that remains
Family feeling like their in chains
Turning on religion because the God they believed in took their sons brains
Leaving nothing but bloodstains on the carpet as it restrains
Flooding bottles of champagne to release and drain thoughts of becoming insane
Is this a repeated process that’s being sustained?
I say we take this as life learned theme
That we know not to speak of such things
Instead keep your head held high
Don’t be sad and say good bye
For HE will always be nearby
Look to the one who died for you and for me
We will never be a deportee but have life guaranteed
Try to build your self-esteem
Then maybe you will have a chance to dream!
