Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Gawd

My god,
Who sees beauty
And grace in all things,
Can I ask
Why you never saw it in me?

My god,
Who never hates nor punishes,
May I ask why my
Shoulders were burdened so,
With anger and issues galore?

My god,
Who believes in us,
As long as we believe in god,
Why am I tested,
To the point that I
Denounce your existence?

My god,
If you never give us
More than we cna handle,
Why did you give me so much?

My god,
If you are truly mine,
Why can't you help?

My god,
If I ask you why,
Will you respond,
And let me know?

Tell me I'm beautiful and strong;
Tell me I'm real and able;
Tell me I'm salvageable and alive;

So that I might avoid this blood
Next time.

10-12-09


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