Tonight I talked with God It had been quite some time
I really wasn't sure why Then I realized the talks ended When I began imagining my own end Because why acknowledge the creator If I thought his work was **** I refused to commitΒ Β
I refused to talk to a God That might hear my prayer Something shallow While souls are extinguished Wars are waged on innocents And their prayers sure as hell Weren't heard
But Tonight I talked with God I'd given up on waiting On place-holder euphemisms "God isn't surprised" "This happened for a reason" "You just need to pray more" "God shuts a door... "He'll open a window" **** your window The only reason that window exists Is so people like me can jump Right out of your life
Tonight I talked with God I yelled I screamed I cried And asked for reasons why I said it was okay to be alone If he would just get off his throne Every once in a while And meet me in this ******* pile Of suffering that I find myself in