I have always believed
That God was fake
He was just distraction
Leaving false hope in his wake
But now I'm crying
My heart torn
Wishing I didn't come with thorns
Wishing I could cast away
The thoughts of defeat
So I pray, pray, pray
My mind is not well
It's obvious to tell
So why must I go through hell
When I know **** well
I am dying
No need for rhyming
There is no ending
To the pain and remembering
And the crying and the lying
I can't do this anymore
I am losing my mind
I can't see straight
I am practically blind
I need somebody
Somebody to care
Somebody to be there
Somebody to not HURT
I have been HURT
I am BLEEDING
I have been HURT
I am now PLEADING
BEGGING
I need someone to help me
The poor little bee
I am lonely
As it's very easy to see
Forever hurting
Forever worshipping
Forever believing
Forever. Alone.
May 28, 2025
May 28, 2025 at 12:25 AM UTC
I have always believed
That God was fake
He was just distraction
Leaving false hope in his wake
But now I'm crying
My heart torn
Wishing I didn't come with thorns
Wishing I could cast away
The thoughts of defeat
So I pray, pray, pray
My mind is not well
It's obvious to tell
So why must I go through hell
When I know **** well
I am dying
No need for rhyming
There is no ending
To the pain and remembering
And the crying and the lying
I can't do this anymore
I am losing my mind
I can't see straight
I am practically blind
I need somebody
Somebody to care
Somebody to be there
Somebody to not HURT
I have been HURT
I am BLEEDING
I have been HURT
I am now PLEADING
BEGGING
I need someone to help me
The poor little bee
I am lonely
As it's very easy to see
Forever hurting
Forever worshipping
Forever believing
Forever. Alone.
I don't know what I'm doing
