I don’t mean to sound ungrateful for the beautiful life you created.
But forgive me if i don’t love it enough
God, are you even listening?
I’m tired of hurting.
Tired of falling, of failing
I’m so sick of crying.
I don’t want to shed any more tears,
I mean is that even possible?
Happy in my remaining years, is that impossible?
Tell me, how long, Lord?
For how long am I going to be ignored?
Will I keep talking with no response?
Are You going to do something?
Turn situations around overnight?
Turn this darkness into light.
Could you do that, father?
I’d be grateful forever.