My life though!

I am depressed.

Anger is consuming my thoughts.

Distress about poverty.

Pains throughout my body persist.

My strength gradually faded away.

My plans are progressively fading.

I feel like I'm not worth living.

I think about it almost every day.

I want to see a change.

My life seems cursed.

What in the world did I do wrong?

My grandmother died.

She was my pillar.

My only relative.

I am alone in this world.

I tried this and that.

But nothing comes to fruition.

But I keep fighting.

Fighting for a better life.

My life is full of depression.

My life appears to be a mystery.

I just thank God for every daily meal.

I'm not sure how I'm surviving.

But I am still alive.

I keep on living.

Even though I'm homeless.

Even though life is difficult,

I am unhappy.

I crave a change.

A God-given miracle.