art I thought of is failure
it is worthwhile only in hypnopompia
without purpose I can't even feel motivated to think
I wanna help my family I guess
I wanna stop feeling completely devoid of love
And if I see in God what I believe as pure bliss and peace and light gifted to my mind through surrender and invite
Perhaps I won't have to see the darkest and sickest joke of a situation made from my consciousness seeing what it's like not to tend to things