A little about the frustration of uncertainty while job hunting.
I’m lonely when there’s people around me I’m in trouble and no one will help me Haven’t told but I live in this memory I shower away the overloaded sensory It’s my life to live without a plan for it I pray to believe in nothing but god answers I bury my dreams in a … Continue reading My Life
I don't always feel like writing. That makes me feel guilty. I can't tell if it's legitimate exhaustion or man-made. I pray that God returns my motivation. I think of returning to therapy. I wonder if I should call my uncle. Is this stream of conscious shit interesting to anyone?
I have found religion in recent days The path there was long and had never been paved Baptized as a child but doubt hid his call Unwilling to trust in stories of fear and falls My religion is intention and has no formal bounds I see God in cold breezes and the sun through the … Continue reading God