Want To Die? So What…

Who am I to ever feel suicidal as I live a life I have dared not to live?
Who am I to cry the Lord’s name for my salvation when,
I have been way too selfish and ungrateful to give?
Just,
A nobody with a dream I stopped cultivating with pure love when love became lost for me!
A leech in the eyes of God as I take a hit of a burning leaf clouding my horizon as deep as it can!
And,
I let it happen every moment I decide to roll another joint for traction,
Towards many goals I know I will attain if I pack in!
A line with a metaphor instead of Sour Diesel weaker than a sheet of wet paper I shamelessly savor till I’m back in!
The same vicious cycle.
Talking to myself until I cry,
And cry,
And pray that one day I can open up my bible and,
Have faith…