God here I am again,
I’m tired and I’m over it
I am ill equipped to handle this
I don’t get it, I’m a deficit
There is no joy, I can’t find it
I feel lost….inside this
I am not human.this can’t be it
You made them stronger, I’m something less than
Cuz as much as my mind wants to
Overcome all I am and have been through
As much as I chug, chug, chug along
I can’t seem to breathe again
My death prolonged
Grace and peace to you in your very human struggle to breathe.
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