The very first time, i got down on my knees to pray
didnt know were to start, didnt have a clue what to say
both parents diagnosed, i was hurting that day
i needed answers from the higher powers at play
why god why, i just couldnt understand ,
is there anything i could do to change whats at hand
was there anything i could say to stops whats been planned
is there anything god ill obey on command
what seemed like forever of begging and pleading
i heard a voice like no other, which said slow down with your breathing
a warm embrace, such a beautiful feeling
i knew right there and then it was god i was hearing,
we talked for hours with understanding and reasoning
he said your cries your pleas have no real substance, no true meaning
ask with true intent, and mean with true true believing
i felt so blessed with all i was receiving
i was raised from my knees, as gods voice began to fade
his final message was im glad that you prayed
in that moment i come to terms, both parents would be taken someday
i just had one last request to god, is that they carry no pain