I’m mad at God right now.
Or maybe He’s mad at me,
cause its been pretty fucking silent on the other side for quite some time.
I got in my car, drove for hours last night,
screamed at Him until my voice gave out
and then cried out noises that broke my own heart.
Why do you keep torturing me?
Do you not see me suffocating under the weight?
Where the fuck have you been?
What’s so bad about me that you’ve abandoned me, too?
Turns out even when you’re crying out for Him,
begging him to answer your prayers and help you out of the hole you’re in,
He’s still silent on the other end.
I’d rather he’d thrown a shovel at me and said, “Keep digging,”
than to say nothing at all.
Yeah, I’m pretty mad at God right now.
Fire & Female 