Your Despair

Atlhough I find it hard to see
An image with you by my side.
I can't help but wonder,
if you even appreciate my life.
And now I sit here, cradling my heart,
broken beyond repair,
Screaming out to the wind
that it's just not fair!
Why would you so such a thing?
Do you live only to harm me?
No, you don't.
God gave you a purpose,
you just don't know it yet.
If you would only listen to
His sweet voice,
You wouldn't even need a choice.
You'd want to do ONLY His will.
But, you have shattered me beyond repair,
So, for that, I leave you in your despicable despair.