Talents are given to everyone by God himself and it is sometimes hard to make them your own.

Talents and curses

I’ve been trying to cry in silence,

Whether to live or cowardly perish,

Trying to figure out things that matter,

My dreams and hopes are getting sadder,

Oh, I’ve tried to adapt,

But lately, I’ve been struggling to exist,

I believed in my gift,

But now it’s slowly adding to the burden I lift,

My body cries for help,

But my soul resists,

Every time I fight myself,

I’m torn to bits,

I wonder whether these are talents or curses,

Oh, tell me, Almighty,

Now I’m trying to see through opaque glasses,

If You’re listening to my pleas,

God, please show me Your mercy.

-Preetham.S.D