For Him

Confusion, delusion, rejection, Seeking gladness, finding sadness. Cold house, cold heart, Feelings of drifting apart. Always trying hard to please, Never getting any reprise. Is it worth it, I ask myself, Failing in the pursuit of wealth. Sick of life, sick of living, Tired of trying, tired of giving. Thoughts of love fading fast, Thoughts of hope long since passed. Why do I fight this losing battle, Being ignored starting to rattle. People say hi, then move away, Never waiting to hear what you say. Why do I continue with this strife, What's the point of living this life. Each day passes in the same mode, Making my life such a lonely road. Not talking, just walking, Like i'm doing the right thing. Not hoping now of a future bright, Living life in this fading light. God knows my heart better than man He knows i'm doing the best that I can. I suppose now that my life grows dim, I'm trying best and it's just for Him. I am a very happy guy who talks to folk who aren't © Dave Timperley 2013