Lonely

Loneliness,

Just another adjective to add today

Yeah I got people who know me by name

But does anyone know me by my faith?

Only my face...

And that’s not something I’m proud of,

It’s a tragedy,

Tragically collecting burdens from friends and family

Expecting nothing back, because I don’t need one

I broke mine years ago,

Bending over backwards for people I work for

In addition to carrying a cross full of transgressions

What’s another on my list?

Trying to carry my mistakes to the grave,

Be their knight on horseback,

Perhaps nobody will meet the same fate

Although I desire to pass along my trust to others,

Open the flood gates on another,

But who wants to hear me struggle like they do?

People love to hear about the good news,

Nobody wants to talk about the gloom and doom

Odd how I long to vent and yet I am the ventilation system for others

How I cry and cry as if cleansing my ducts for the next one in line,

Even the clouds pour out their hearts and tears,

As I am walking home in a thunderstorm,

The eye of the storm must be one of mine,

Because I am being showered by it.

Playing moments over and over in my head

People say look at the bright side,

How can I when there’s a world suffering from a massive power outage?

This storm of darkness is raging

Slowly flooding fear, tormenting my mind full of what ifs

I’m getting drenched

Depression is a form of spiritual oppression

Verbal suppression, and self-sabotaging motives

I pray He purifies me, that He keeps my house of sound thoughts

And yet, I alone I remain...

Lonely, but secretly content with that

Lonely, but secretly not fighting back

Lonely, but lonely is me…