WHY ME LORD?
IF you really knew how I felt, you wouldnt ask how I feel. The ocean isnt deep enough for me to cry my tears. I long for a life, A family of my own, my dreams became disappointments, now in a world alone. Im torn in between to places life or death, my journey seems to have never began, so death I must submit. the feeling I have run deep within, I cant go another day, knowing my sorry will never end. Infertility, is a crime committed against nature, I am the prime suspect and no one else is in danger. I'm tired my body is fading, my life use to be clear and now its all shading, shading away my thoughts and feelings, taking away the air that surrounds me. I am trapped in my own black box with no locks and no room to move. Free I want to be from all the stress and depression you see. Why me... Why Me Lord?