The God's are crying.
So many of our souls are dying.
The crucifix is just for show.
Humanity has lost all hope.
Can you tell me where we start over?
If nothing feels like you wanted it to.
Don't worry you're not alone I'm with you.
Maybe just maybe we have smothered love.
Forgotten about anything above.
We pretend to be something bigger than ourselves.
Stinking it up with our grandiose smell.
Dragging ourselves through our own personal hell.
Left feeling vulnerable as if our guardian angel fell.
Left feeling depressed and hollow just an empty shell.
©budmac38
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