Wishing I could be fine. (Poem)

I never thought I would write like this again.

I must of committed the unpardonable sin.

Curses on my life.

Feels like someone stabbed me with a knife.

I just complain complain, without nothing to gain.

Can you feel my pain?

Is there something wrong with me?

Please tell me, cause I can not see.

They all flee, and never help me to be.

Just be in Jesus,

He's supposed to free me.

Self centered lives in me.

Never let me be.

No clarity of mine.

I write and write,

Wishing I could be fine.