Cry of Pain..

The clouds darken, mirroring my mood...all around me evil gathers as I plummet deeper & deeper into
an abyss of sorrow &pain.
D pain is not physical; it reaches from deep within †ђξ far reaches of my heart...gnawing & chewing away, this
nebulous monster takes apart my faith and soul until I'm nothing more dan a pack of muscle & bone.
Once, i was content: young, smart, christian & in love, then in one swoop dat lasted a year, everything changed & †ђξ colours of d world 'harshened' from a golden yellow τ̲̅ȍ the gray of a
cloudy sky and a black as the Devil's robes.
I grew older and the complexities of d world were laid bare τ̲̅ȍ me as childish innocence faded away; I grew smarter & less wise as I chose Science & Logic over Faith & God and as the last straw, Love died and d futility of it all was laid
bare.
But I did not die!
Rather I gave myself τ̲̅ȍ instinct as i became the true animal; powerful, proud & handsome. Avenues were examined by instinct and a measure of Logic rather than blind Faith; Love was discarded as
lust and freedom were embraced as against †ђξ fetters of a relationship. In it all, a sliver of regard was retained for God, however his servants I regarded with suspicion - experience haven taught
me never to trust, where before I would have relied on Faith.
However, soon I lapsed into debauchery and I gave myself up to enjoyment to d full & discipline was thrown out the window.
Slowly and slowly, I dug the pit into which I fell, I 'smoothened' the sides so I couldn't climb out Ãήϑ by d time I realised it.. It was too late...too late...