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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