Dust

The night falls and I am alone
My deep thoughts are my own
Bliss is non existent
These feelings are inconsistent
My thoughts are discombobulated
Sufferings and pain accumulated

People around me are ignorant of my emotions
Making them at ease is my devotion
I became an eccedentesiast
A people pleaser enthusiast
Make everyone happy is a must
While I am slowly turning into dust

Woken up from a dream with a realization
I am my God's creation
My God is telling me to let go of all the pain I have endured
He loves me, rest assured
Believe in him, I must
Until I return to dust