life seems endless like it is struggling to survive.
life just goes on with out permission from any of its victims.
it is a waste of skin, breath, blood, and heart.
but i want nobody around me to end.
it is an endurance test,
but i am a smoker and i fail miserably.
direction and hope are beyond my grasp
like a dream i was once in.
Jesus overtook me once and put me in a safe place but i got up and walked up from that palace ...why oh why was i so foolish.