I’ve been trying my damn best. AM I good enough at all?

I crave proper human connection, I’ve been feeling all alone.

Abandoned, My heart weary and torn to shreds.

My tear ducts have to be dry by now.

The damage pounding in my head.

Some days I use to wish i was _ _ _ _.

But now I’m happy for the lessons.

I try and try and try. But my best doesn’t seem that interesting.

Striving for the lighter things in God’s Messaging.