choosing is your choice

I eat but my stomach is never satiated.

I laugh but my life is never happy.

I cry but my heart is never consoled.

I sleep but my body is never rested.

I pray but my soul is never relieved.

I believe but my spirit is never lifted.

If broken hearts could kill I’d be dead by now.

If souls could never be found I’d be gone and forgotten.

If weakened spirits could cease to exist I’d not even be a distant memory.

If a distracted mind could disappear all together I would be “who?”