Struggle With Day

I so lost in this family house;

Though there are few I can feel the crowd

The noise I hear when silent is there literally

Walls to be alive; crying bitterly

They know I would go to; young house someday

Leave the nest that is withered, filled cobwebs; dying each day

Even the People living in care no more;

Lust of negativity brews within the house core

It’s weird that loneliness seems to better option; for me

There has to be newness in my life that is a certainty

Everyone seems a stranger as each day goes by

Only the alter with my God never changes its style

That is one constant which I implore and pray

Someday my God would accompany in a new way

Love has begotten and gone; left hole in the heart to mourn

I cling to my maker to him I cry

I ask for death instead of the pain vile

When will the new day come; how much to hold on

I have a firm grip on sanity but how long

Things are piling up day in and out;

Will I be victorious in life longest bout…