God was never real
I rip and maul at my skin
I feel as my teeth sinks in
Fingertips so shredded, prayer cannot exist betwixt them
Pressed gently are my palms, they're pointed towards the sky
Divinity sees no faith in any of my cries
Lord know not of my sufferage for they're in the eye of the beholder
How am i to view them with eyes like mine?
How will i know they peer back at me?
I'm not blind, not disillusioned
I exist within abuse and
No one could save me, except myself
And there was never God
And God was never real