I found God. She's black.
She demanded me not to believe them.
There ain't no hell, she said
This is just a story they tell
So you go and do you
Be you
Do what you gotta do
Don't be scared
Cause life on earth is worse than any kind of hell
Any kind of punishment
Spending a lifetime trying to please.
In time you'll see it's impossible
Not worth your time
Nor your effort
And maybe, just maybe
If you're lucky enough
You will exist at the same time as someone who will make that sad excuse of existence a little more bearable.
And maybe when you smile,
You will actually mean it this time.
YOU ARE READING
thoughts.
Poetryhi guys, so this is just something new i decided to try ~~ i'm always writing away, so sometimes i'm gonna post little bits of it here. i hope it's not awful, and that maybe you can somehow relate to it and even enjoy it. just wanted to get this out...
