Forsaken

i feel homeless though i have a home no one to hear my poems, roamed the streets alone becoming weak eventually lost focus, someone stole the light of day from me the skies above me stormed, lord deliver me from evil i just want to go back home, i went from standing on my own my world suddenly turned backwards, if there's someone really out there then how come nobody answers, as time passed i started searching for a way to ease the pain, then ended up hitting rock bottom landed face first on the pavement, laid my faith to rest i left it six feet deep below i graveyard in a nameless grave that i myself in graved the word forsaken, life had taken me to places, shown me things no man should witness, cold as Christmas snow that falls upon homeless innocent children, i spent countless evenings breathing in a smoke that only weaken me, took full control with out me knowing thank god it didn't cripple me, it took over the price i had to pay was costly, cost me more that money i lost trust, disrespected my family, sadly that still didn't stop me like my conscience kneeled cowardly down before a substance that had grow too strong to overpower, then the hours became days the same way days had become weeks after so many suns had set months eventually turned to years, my fears had come to life i crossed i line i didn't know i crossed, ashes to ashes dust to dust all i left behind was monster, who once upon a time thought he'd grow up to be a doctor, i get torn apart it's hard knowing i turned his dreams to nightmares i wish i could hand him candles to light the roads he must travel where shadows will cloud his mind, with his eyes open wide deny those around him that call him blind, getting left behind by ghost whom he thought were his closest friends, who hear him knocking for help but i guess were just too embarrassed, their friendships had dies along with the part of him that had perished, i havn't a doubt their mouth never spoke his name in their prayers.