Abandoned by those who’ve promised they wouldn’t.
Labeled a beast who shall be devoured by his own thoughts.
Unworthy of love as a man with barely any change as well as anyone to hold,
In a world that feeds it’s cold heart by biting his flesh.
He’s only wrapped up in the one world he’s made,
While endlessly searching every corner of his brain for an answer that will never appear,
As it is within every step he takes.
Every moment he gently lifts the palm of his hands.
Each twinge of pain trying to hard to convince him to,
Take in a deep breath while realizing how much of a liar anxiety is…
How he’s not alone with Jesus watching over him.
How simple it all becomes when you finally let it all,