Is There Any Hope Left For Me? Poem by Roxanne Dubarry

Feeling as miserable as I can possibly be.
While wondering if there is any hope left for me.
Relying only on myself, and never completely trusting
any one else.

Trusting in man, instead of GOD, left an empty void
lying deep within my soul
Why did I ever place my trust in the worldly god of
silver and gold.

Why did I waste most of my time, 'chasing after money,
and dreams that can't come true? ' Why can't I be different,
and having better things to do?
Why did I want things to go my own way?
I had a heavy price to pay!