My soul is tainted by the negativity run rampant in my choices.
My mind broken to the ideas of happily ever after.
My body used and abused by life, love and the journey.
My spirit gone only to be replenished by God's grace when I truly accept him.
This world doesn't always feel like we are meant to be together, so at night before I slumber, I pray that tomorrow brings clarity. My emotions and my actions being tested by what is to come, giving false hope for survival and masked by fake strength. Perseverance determined by still being alive, but if all I am is an empty shell am I really alive or am I conforming to what the world expects me to be when given life?
How do I know what's real and meant to be, when I am surrounded by fake truths and false prophets?
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