When God is gone
And sweat drips
Down my face
Like blood as I
Tremble on my knees,
Will you stick around
And eavesdrop on my
Godless prayer?
When He's gone
And the love
In my heart
Curdles
And burns icy cold,
Will you spy on me
From behind hatred
As I throw it out?
When 'The Guy' is gone
And the peace that
Envelopes me now
With all its warmth
Becomes too tight,
Will you offer
To help me rip it
To shreds?
Will you
Be here
With me
As we travel
Back
To before
The beginning?
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