Wormwood

I never thought that I would see these days

There's no more sunlight and it's always raining on me

The struggles I face try to strip me of everything

I am barely standing, still there is no peace

You promised me that I wasn't alone

But everywhere I turn it seems like I stand on my own

It seems so pointless; is this existence meaningless?

Is there any hope left for me?

I am completely broken

I am your forgotten son.

You left me with nothing

My hands are so tired and so worn

I was always hoping that I could find some peace

But what I always find is that nothing's changing

God, nothing is changing

I am bearing witness to my multitude of sins

These days and nights seem like they will never end

There is no rest or hope in sight

There is nowhere that I can hide

The emptiness that haunts my days is there when I close my eyes

My depravity has taken hold of all I am

It has consumed me to the point I cannot stand

it brings me to my knees

Still I find nothing is changing

God nothing is changing

I am asking myself if there is a point to all this searching?

I feel like there is something I've been missing

I am bearing witness to my multitude of sins; is there and hope left for me?