Dear God-
Dear god, It’s been a long time after the fight and we haven’t yet talked
Never had enough confidence inside me to make That single call
because I always had the fear that you won’t pick up the phone
I’ve been living in these lies,
Thinking that I’m the only person they’ll always have to need the most
When all I do is try to stay away and hide
knowing that this might only bloody thing that will hurt me break me the most!
Dear god Is there a way I can get my life out of this mess
Even though I try so hard It just cannot seem to be the way to get me a repent!
I’ve been so dead inside that the satan even sees me as a broken soulless man!
I’ve heard so many prayers and cries
Yet I don’t understand why do I feel the pain inside?
Working all day long on tasks to be worth it
never wanted to win never wanted to be nothing
Yet my efforts seem to not work out and leaves my existing life so much worthless!
It’s hurting, I’ve had love in my life that was left out in a hurry
When even hope is left out of my hand, even my vision seems so much blurry!
A Father waits in the church to hear me confess
Yet the devil seems to stop me telling “it’s gonna regret”.
It’s a mess.
My brain is treated like a warzone of good and evil yet my heart is filled with emptiness.
I can’t go and hide,
Cause if I do There’s a chance they might get along and bury me alive
It’s a lie!
I know that fact but it’s tough to feel cause I just can’t get a way to know it why?
Dear god, I need your help!
I’ve been so lucid in my dreams forgetting I hate myself.
All I want is a reason for My existence if not,
A good enough place to go out yell
I’m holding it together but the fact is I let fear run inside and work in my head.
The guilt is so incredibly huge that it ruins everyone I try to possess!
dear god, where were you when I needed you?
Where were you when I felt so blue?
Where were you when that boy got bullied in his school?
where were you when that girl was humiliated for telling the truth?
We all feel pain at different condition but never got taught a way to deal with it too.
And once we get through that pain somehow you tend to get us a new one to screw
Dear god, Why is it that we exist in this world where greed is worth more than love
why is it that pain feels so much even we tend to out the send white doves
Is my existence really just a gone wrong accident or is it your inking mistake
cause if it isn’t the I guess my fear of being lost is actually the next pain.
This will sound like the last verse of the song because there’s no way to contain these emotions.
i don’t know if it’s gonna be heaven or hell but what i know is that I need an Omen .Please help
Higher life 