Oh God, I can’t stand this pain. Why must my emotions rage day and night as if they are at war. Why must I deal with this pain? Dear God, help me now. Come bring me peace and joy. Why weren’t You there when I needed You? Where were You when I was crying out to You? Where were You when I asked You to help me through a temptation. Where were You as I sat with a pencil in my hand, sharpened and touching my skin, all the while crying out to You, asking You to help. Where were You as I sliced my arms? Where were you as I went online and looked at porn. Where were You when I cried out for Your strength to not type in something on Google. Where were You, my “Savior” when I almost killed myself from pain. Where were You when I sat, overcome with depression. Where were You when I got up to grab my scissors and started cutting. Where were You when my parents were yelling at me? God, where are You? I need YOU! I need You… Where are You now?
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Just a Mask.
Short StoryJust honest stories about how I felt. This is just a bunch of stories I wrote when I was in a bad place. You might see lines repeated. Probably 'cause I liked them a lot, hehe. I hope you enjoy. Please comment your thoughts and what not.
