My Life

My life is a void
In which nothing can fill
It is so hard for me to tell
If anything is real.

To me I am in a nightmare
From which I cannot wake
Maybe death would be better
Than this pain I have to take.

I only go from day to day
With friends who are untrue
They are only users
And lie is all they do.

Maybe God intended 
For me to be alone
He must have had his reasons
But the purpose to me is unknown.

It is hard for me to go on
All I ever do is cry
Because I know no one would care
If I were to just die.

I hope I go to Heaven
When I finally do pass away
It is scary to think that Hell
Could be worse than this place I now stay!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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