"Forgotten"

by Larry glenn jones,jr
(pensacola,fl)

"FORGOTTEN,IS WHAT I HAVE BECOME-NOTHING LEFT OF ME MY SOUL IS SO NUMB-NO JOY LEFT IN MY LIFE-ALL I SEE AHEAD OF ME IS DARKNESS ABSOLUTELY NO LIGHT-DWELL ON THE PAST FOR THE FUTURE HOLDS NOTHING FOR ME-THOSE THAT HAVE KNOWN ME MIGHT DISAGREE-I FEEL SO UTTERLY ALONE AS I SPEAK THESE WORDS-I PRAY DAY AFTER DAY WHAT IS TO BECOME OF MY LIFE-I HAVE BREATHED MY LAST BREATH FOR I NO LONGER CARE FOR MY LIFE TO FIGHT-DEPRESSION IS MY OBSESSION-I HAVE TRIED BUT I FAILED TO LEARN THE LESSON-I DON'T BLAME ANYONE FOR ABANDONING ME,FOR I HAVE CHOSEN MY PATH-BEFORE I COULDN'T SEE IT BUT NOW I DO,MY PREDICAMENT MAKES ME LAUGH-I HAVE ISOLATED MY SELF AWAY FROM OTHERS-I'VE THROWN AWAY MY LIFE LIKE SKEETED IN RUBBERS-I SEE MY FUTURE MY FINAL DESCENT-I'M HEADED FOR THIS PLACE OF ETERNAL TORMENT-HEARTBREAK,MY SOUL SHAKES-THIS LIFE I JUST CANNOT TAKE-I BLEW IT IN THIS WORLD THE DAMAGE CANNOT BE REPAIRED-AT NIGHT I SCREAM UP AT THE HEAVENS ABOVE PULLING OUT MY HAIR-ALL MY FRIENDS HAVE WANDERED TO FULFILL THEIR DESTINY-MY PATH IS THAT OF A NOMAD GOING BUT NOT GOING I AM BLIND TO REALITY-SITTING AND DWELLING,SITTING AND WISHING-EVERYONE KNOWS THAT TYPE OF MIND SET IS MENTALLY DAMAGING-NEVER HAVE I SET GOALS FOR MYSELF-ONLY THING I WAS EVER ABLE TO DO FOR MYSELF IS DRESS MYSELF-ABUSE MY BODY WITH OVER THE COUNTER PILLS THAT I FOUND ON A STORE SHELF-THAT'S WHY TO THIS VERY DAY I SIT ALL BY MYSELF- THOSE THAT WERE MY TRUE FRIENDS TRIED TO CONVINCE ME TO CHANGE MY SELF DESTRUCTIVE LIFESTYLE-THEIR WORDS WENT IN ONE EAR AND OUT THE OTHER AS I JUST SAT SEDATED ALL FROWN NO SIGN OF A SMILE-AM I POSSIBLY BRAIN DEAD FROM ALL THE DRUGS I'VE CONSUMED-PUTTING MY BODY AND SOUL IN CERTAIN DOOM-ALL I CONTINUE TO SAY NIGHT AFTER NIGHT AND DAY AFTER DAY-I PRAY THY LORD GOD FORGIVE ME FOR MY SINFULL AND WICKED WAYS AND DON'T CAST ME INTO HELL ON JUDGEMENT DAY- AM I FORSAKEN? AM I FORGOTTEN?