My soul cried in agony.
In pure confusion she cried.

"Why can't you just love me?"
"Why can't you feel with me?"
"Why am I alone in this?"
"Why can't you find me?"
"Why can't you see me when I'm right here?"
"Why!?"

There she was, laying on her lover yet
Drenched in despair and pure heartbreak, bitter at her lack of understanding;
With the constant why's finally raining down on her in a flash flood downpour,
Reaching..
reaching with her entire being while being soaked in sorrow, hoping to God she can keep her head above the water and not get swept away by the tide,
  he whispered,

"I'm trying."

That's when the storm immediately stopped,
. . .
Muffled silence filled the air with peace in heart
As the sun finally peaked
Through the clouds.

We sleep under the same moon

Strangers.

How can something feel so close yet be so far away?

Chasing God seems to be an impossible feat
When you've got temptation slyly waiting for you to just open the door.

How do you run to the light at the end of the tunnel
When you could stop running
And just sit in the darkness?

Sit in the silence.
Sit in the unknown.

Going nowhere.

Giving into yourself
And becoming absolutely nothing at all

So then neither God nor the demons
Can ever truly have you

Because 'You'
Don't really exist at all.