I am told everything is for a reason, but I’m stuck sifting through the debris of my once happy life, in a desperate attempt to salvage the remains.
Oh god, why are you putting me through all this pain?
I cry these tears to remind myself that I am still a living, breathing human being.
My knees; blue and bruised, as I fall onto my knees in prayer, begging for mercy.
God? Are you still there?
Maybe I’m the fool, for hope is too dangerous of a concept to fathom.
My place in life is about as uncertain as my faith.
Raise up the white flag, maybe it just wasn’t my time.
Some people won’t ever get to hear the ringing of the bells.
God, why didn’t you catch me when I fell?