The heart of a depressed believer
Just like a small box that suffocates the mind without air to breath
Just like a movie that keeps on playing without a stop button
With sweat crawling down his skin and tears that tear his world into two different pieces
Yelling without a voice
Crying without tears
Hands trembling as he sees his world crashing down before him
Helpless, worthless, shameless is all he hears as he slips slowly into the darkest room in his brain.
Blood mixed with anger flowing through his vein
Was this the life i deserve he wonders
Wishing to see the day the Lord would take the soul of his beloved creation back to were it should be
Because suicide is never an option
Although the world is full of unjust actions hate and violence
Although the world is full of knives, guns, and blood
The hands, legs, and head separated
The minds chained to depression and agony.
We shall bow down to the Omniscient, cause HE is the doer and the undoer of all.
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