Sad Little Reject
It felt like the Life force was rising out of me,
but depression brought it gaspingly back.
This was the sadness billowing in my mind.
To the selfish body which was once pure.
Dragged through all the grime of sin,
turning it into this.
A forgotten cadaver of a man.
A man who wanted to sacrifice the one true liberty in life:
Living.
The person who had his career planned out:
Disintegrated.
His crushes and Dreams:
crushed and withered away.
This man who once had soul:
Became Soulless.
As the eyes listen for the calm words on a page,
I had that ilfe force talk the words out clearly as I write to you.
It felt like my life force was rising out of me,
but the depression brought it gaspingly back.
This is my mind, my life force.
This is the body of a modern reject.