6:33
this is the realest i've felt
in god knows how many nights
i throw myself up
another violent sleep, amplified
his burden
i looked God in the eyes
and he seemed pretty tired
probably kept him up late
with my messy prayer's choir
make sure mom and dad
live forever, my sister too
and all my friends, and their friends
believing blindly without a clue
repeating these words three times
before sleep, hiding under sheets
so God can’t see how scared i am
begging to not die , crouched at his feet
i’m sure he’s a pretty nice fella
it’d be nicer if i wasn’t crying
locked in the bathroom, hysteric
thinking ‘bout not breathing by the morning
i am not a believer
but for the sake of living, i am
the most devoted follower
to ask favors from the big man