Category : Poems

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I stare down a long corridor, and all the doors are closed. 
My world has become grey, no joy, only toil. 
I am still young, but my soul is as that of an old man.
I am forgotten and alone.
Why have you given me life O God, if I am only to exist. 
For life is more than bread alone.
I yearn for love, for laughter and happy times with friends.
But now I sit alone.
I am alone. 
Jesus where are You? Have You forgotten me? I have not forgotten You.
What have I done to deserve such torment.
I have remained 15, even unto the age of 40.
I have remained young in my mind, that is my great and horrible crime.
I am an outcast of society, a misfit, the unwanted one.
Some people wish I were dead, simply because I'm different. 
I sit alone. The cold blizzard envelopes me, and as my body dies, my soul yearns for Jesus.