Bless the lord oh my soul

Realization of a life's worth seen
I was born to do these things
Chase these dreams
And help the weary souls

So I've been told
As my own has left me seeking shelter
Hiding under covers to dim the lights on this road
Within a disease that rages in between my soul

I can say im alright but im not
Say im not in pain but im not
Seek shelter in those I laid the concrete for only to be told that im not

Foundation worthy

I need my clergy.....

But yet my gravitational pull has brought those to me
Who have situations worse than me
Because my situation none can't see and Im tired that this can still be in 2014..and im alone and im in pain and in the loathe

This is me bearing my soul

That you complain about a life not wrapped in
Or trapped in
An unrelenting fury
That leaves me weary

Wondering why I live this life
I go through strife and bear the poison of the tree of knowledge all alone....

I am more than capable but this body is just not capable of garnering my soul

So I float and bear and cry and stare...reaching steady points of no return

I have earned nothing but heart ache
Nothing but my temple  being branded unsafe and still no one will learn

Sickle cell is a hell of a disease
We are warriors