i put my arms up above my head as my heart sank below my bed

and i asked God to take the pain away -

to help me up, to show me he was there at my worst.

multiple times, in multiple ways i asked, i begged,

and just like life he made me wait until weakness seized control,

and i let my hands drop hail from the sky, heavy and cold.

and i slowly fell over to the barren of my bed

and layed there with negativity eating my soul, and blackness filling my heart, i layed there

and the waterfall poured, and my heart raced, and you still, werent, there.