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Atheism
[don't read this if you're likely to be upset by material concerning religion.]
Dear God,
where were you
when I needed you the most?
When I looked to you,
desperate for guidance,
answers,
anything, really,
I couldn't find you.
You were gone.
You abandoned me.
How could you do that?
I didn't ask for much --
just a helping hand,
even a sign,
but that was too much for you.
Why?
Why did you leave me
when I was weakest?
But, God,
it doesn't matter,
now.
I don't need to
look to you for help anymore.
Because when you
weren't helping me,
I was helping myself.
And I made it through.
Maybe you didn't want me to.
I don't care.
I don't care what you want
because I made it without you,
and now, God?
Now I don't need you.
- 611 of 1952
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Rock on, Sister. Don't
Rock on, Sister. Don't bother with discmalimers like the one at the top of this piece. People should read a body of work whether or not it will upset them. Art is meant to evoke a reaction. If you tell the truth in your writing no one can call you a liar. If writing did not create controversy, it wouldn't be worth your time.
Its a solid piece of rebel-rousing idependance. I enjoy it, terse, strong, relatable.
Hey, thanks!
Hey, thanks!