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Stuck
He's deep in depression stuck within a maze. Somewhere in the dark looking for better days. He put one foot forward and went three steps back. Life beat him so bad now he's got to pack. He passed out from reality from a brain freeze. The pain is killing him like an infectious disease. Multiplying so rapidly sadness became a plague. Because lately, his life seems so vague. He's falling while holding onto his faith so tight. Hoping one day happiness will pull him into the light. Behind his smile is a river of tears. With hopes, doubts, and fears. God will never give you more than you can handle. But most are tired and burned out like a candle. The Devil knocks when you are down and alone. Don't let your family read from your tombstone.
©2023 Corey “VERACEOUZ” Houser
©2023 Corey “VERACEOUZ” Houser
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