If Giving Up Was An Option

down into the valley of doubt, my demons haunt hauling in all mannerisms with glaring despair My nights just day without light in the glee, hopes and dreams In my human spirit is the mystery of life with a racing mind; this cruel world where hard work never pay with frustrations; a daily dose Then I sit up into the empty night checking my clock it's three AM twisting and turning to ponder over my well known frustrations my youthful dreams shadow all the contributory sparking memories of a once promising future flourishing businesses at 22 a happy family at 23 a car at 24 a happy serving christian in the sanctuary a generational inspiration; touching lives as I am touched. all swept under To misery-filled life where The thought of hope is bare struggles and despair sparking this thought of dare quiting this so called school of life