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Jan 2018
As I glanced over my shoulder trying to decipher whether or not I'm awake or asleep
I noticed out of the corner of my eye a puddle just inches from my feet
But when I tried to unsee what I had now seen
my reflection staring back at me whispers sound
And as I stared down at the insignificant puddle on the ground
I started to see how Cracks in the wet asfault helped depict the broken parts of me
In my reflection appearing shattered on the street
Broken hearts I grieve
Still staring back at me I wonder why I care about people when all they do is deceive
I look away from me for a moment
My sins are burning what soul is left in me
Prayin God can you hear me
not knowing if I even believe
God I'm trying to have faith in you but id like to know that you'd have faith in me too
Weight of your world but you put it all on my shoulders tired of this constant war when half the time I don't know what I'm fighting for don t really care if i win or loose
Well God if your real I'd like to tell you all I think is wrong with you
If I were in your shoes
God if I were you
This would not be the life id choose
If I had constructed humanity
I'd erase all the misery the hunger n greed
See your a lot to need you made me hypocritically
To be a decent human being strive to live selflessly while your getting off on a world of failure and pain our species suffering
their only hope is knowing your name taking their praise selfishly
My torn reflection from the puddle on the ground between my feet
Glances back at me
And although I see it's me it feels cold and empty soulless
like my hope it lays dying there on the street
If God is real then i attest he is ******* weak
Mindy Belgard
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Mindy Belgard  California
(California)   
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