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Riddled with Pain

surrounded by people
who don't understand
what God has willed
what God has planned


incapable of seeing 
the love that you hold
too busy being
evil and cold


you're easy to blame
when you're the odd man out
and everyone else 
is on the same old route


headed toward destruction
without a care
and angry at you 
for not being there


you made it to safety
swam to the shore
nearly drowned 
trying to save everyone else on board


but still you try
to do all that you can
toss in the preserver 
gripped tight in your hand


you pray that they grab it
and hold on tight
but all they want
is to continue to fight


they think they are strong
won't break and give in
when really they're weak 
and just want to win


but what are they winning?
what is the prize?
the hatred and evil
I see in their eyes?


what does that profit?
what does that gain?
when choosing a life
riddled with pain










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