I talked to god
And he told me to be vulnerable
I asked why as I'm already full of cuts and bloodied.
You can see I'm battle worn.
He said show them your vulnerability
So I did
And I got cut up some more.
I'm left wondering why.
I don't understand it
I don't know why
But the pain is so deep
I wish I could die
Been praying to the saints
Demanding why
They don't take me away
So I can fly.
Maybe then I can get some peace
Maybe then I'll be free
Maybe then I can get some sleep
Without the pain reminding me
But the saints never ******* answer me.
Aug 19, 2025
Aug 19, 2025 at 9:10 PM UTC
I talked to god
And he told me to be vulnerable
I asked why as I'm already full of cuts and bloodied.
You can see I'm battle worn.
He said show them your vulnerability
So I did
And I got cut up some more.
I'm left wondering why.
I don't understand it
I don't know why
But the pain is so deep
I wish I could die
Been praying to the saints
Demanding why
They don't take me away
So I can fly.
Maybe then I can get some peace
Maybe then I'll be free
Maybe then I can get some sleep
Without the pain reminding me
But the saints never ******* answer me.