When things seem so bad
And all the good times have gone.
We open our mouths and sigh.
We think it’s a moment of relief.
But could it be that part of our soul has died.
This is my belief.
We are all bleeding inside.
I can’t run from the truth,
And you can’t hide.
When you find the proof
What will you do?
Who will you turn to?
I don’t
believe in heaven
For a thousand reasons.
Things I’ve said, things I’ve done.
Crimes against God are treason.