Doctor's Prescription
Broken
Forsaken
Left to die
I strive to survive
To conquer this thing called Life.
Consumed in strife
Swallowed by life
I suffocate.
Trying to figure out
Grasping questions in my head
I live to survive
To watch men die.
I fly into the sky
To find a place to cry
To alleviate the pain
I feel piercing through my veins.
Is God real?
Why can't I live as he prescribed?
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