I search for the garden alone
In a world full of pain and woe.
For I cannot believe and I certainly fear
This life is all I will know.
I have realized through much despair
This world is temporal, vain and bare.
I’ve tried everything here, to replace my fear
But inside I’m still void and empty.
How hopeless then life seems
With no plan or purpose for me.
I awake each day, life is a mistake
I just want to end this misery.
Yet, deep inside, an internal cry
As my heart and soul are searching.
For part of me knows, there must be more
Than this wretched world is offering!
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