From all these years questioning why I am alone?  Now I can simply answer, it was a choice I made that never made sense since until I see I was behind all closed doors.

Is the anguish in our heart burned along our body in hell
Do we hate god no more?
Is heaven a immoral ecstacy?
How could the sinless crave something so evil ?
As evil as the idea of heaven
Where we are to feast and the cries of those on hell reach our hearts no more,
Is heaven inhuman?
What of a sinner who sined against himself,
Will he be forgiven of the,
Sin of harm,
Sin of neglect,
Sin of distrust,
Sin of silence among the weeping in the crowd where he is found dead by his very own hands.

Every day I die a certain way,
My sky is isn't infinite needless to say,
But under a sky you live,
That's not abandoned and astray,
The stars are for you to perceive,
In the horror of night skies darkness,
In darkness I grieve,
My God is different,
Mine is indifferent,
Not a friend nor a foe.

You had sunshine
In your eyes
but
I was looking
For the moon