Fragile

broken and confused injected with a disease thats un controllable friends nor foe can see its killing me the truth of hiden lies my pain is filled with hurt and tears a tear is the warmth of gods faith :but the heartache is the sins of mortal! caress my words with wisdom and not a fools gold,dear lord take me as i am , but dont crush my soul listen to me as a son: with spirtual words,not eying deceptive words of laughter of a dramatic play crushed defines lost and broken, but lord take the toungues of evil and use their spit for repent! kill me because my spirt is the start of kindness and healing heal me, dear lord