He was tired
Distraught
Feelings of emptiness inside his mind
But his heart was full of pain , anguish , and the suffering seemed to never end.
He didn't know what he was doing wrong
But still , he had hope.
He had faith.
He knew he must've been doing something right.
For God had not forsaken him just yet.
Thankful
But tired...
Constantly looking up at the sky
As if the answer would magically fall from it.
He didn't know how much strength he had left in him ,
But he knew for sure , was that he was not willing to give up.
Not just yet.
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Never Ending Thoughts(Collection of Poems and random thoughts)
PoetryMy scrambled mind , on a neat , digital platform. Ready 4 the world to read.
