Hopeless

God has gifted me with the breath of life,

And therefore I should be happy,

But it seems my lips no longer know how to curve into a smile,

And my heart droops as my eyes look at the floor

For my cheerful voice holds my neck up no longer.

I have found myself most recently leaking salty droplets from my eyes.

I am disconnected from the joy I once felt when I was living in blissful ignorance.