midnight melancholic...a poem.

as i sit
and do nothing productive
i look
i gaze
at people and their trivial,round-the-bend lives...

i want to break free
and
seperate myself from what weighs on and against me
but i am fading the façade of self
i am burning the façade things that i need to remove
shadows shift,
and i am here alone with GOD...

he knows my heart
and
my desire to change
and
the things that keep me down
can
only keep me down for so long.
i am bent,
but not broken.
i go on by GOD's strength alone...
:::NV:::