The Cry From a Ghetto's Heart | Page 17

I've been beat for the protection of others, but it was easier to forget me.

So let me, REST.......

If I am the one blessed, than I rather be cursed,

Only believing that it can't get any worst.

There is no degree to pain, HURT JUST HURTS......

So can you live a life of pain?

Do you live a life of pain?

How much are you suppose to sustain before you just crack,

I have given so much, lost so much,

I've become numb to giving back.......

Numb to emotions and feelings,

But I am alive for now,

And unless He personally comes down and shows me his love by wrapping His arms around, and the bells finally sound,

I will stay prepared to die.

I'm not crazy or suicidal,

Just somewhat tired of being alive......HERE!

Tired of the struggles,

Tired of the hustles,

I AM JUST TIRED.............

I've lost so much of me, I don't know who to be, I tried living righteously,

I've even surrendered my life to Thee............ & I AM STILL TIRED