Runs.

Do you ever wonder what is the point of it all when it hurts as you fall through the cracks in the lie that is life as we see it through eyes full of angst contracted from the hate that we feel in a world that is dark?

See, somehow I feel alone in a world full of clones of a god never seen but he speaks to his kids in a way that is strange and it seems that he’s gone for the good of his grace we’ve disgraced what he dreamed so he’s sad and afraid of the mistakes that he made as he made us.