In a Hyper-Connected World of Friends I Feel Utterly Friendless

What is it I'm living when I don't have a soul to confide in?

What is it when I don't simply have a friend to hang out with?

What is it when I feel both stuck and hopeless?

What is this life I'm living?

We weren't designed to be islands:

I don't want to live this way anymore

We weren't designed to be friendless:

The more I desire friendships, the less I see of them

Why is it so difficult to connect with Godly people?

Why do I continue to feel excluded farther than ever from the steeple?

Can't I be vulnerable?

Can't I be honest?

Can't I be a friend to someone at all?

Owning the space doesn't mean finding a treasure

If the space that's possessed far removes the possessor

Social media is the greatest plague to ever "benefit" mankind

I've never realized how excluded I've been until it's in my face all the time

When I see the people I wish I were closest to always hanging out with others

I can't help but remember that I don't feel like I belong anywhere but in the underground gutters...

I was tired of not being close to God and being unsuccessful

So I tried to fight through the fray

Striving tooth and nail to be accepted and relevant

But not even those that love Jesus saw me that way

Talking to the Pastor of Alcance Subterraneo

I remembered my roots and life that sought to be an intellectual

Now that I've stopped my tough guy pursuit

From there I moved on to being intellectual

But found myself incapable of finding Jesus at the root

So, now I'm truly seeking God, and, my God, do I feel alone

With no seeming friends to talk to except for over the phone

Therefore, all I can do is cry to You, Lord in my tears of solitude seeking solace

How I wish for masculine Godly company to laugh and confide all of my deceptions calloused

Lord, I pray for a group of friends that help me draw closer to You

For the silent loneliness of Your servant- if people only knew like You truly do...