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To the Christian who believes in God
I have been you for most of my life
In fact, I may have been more Christian than you
I've been in God's presence enough to know that He exists
And I've heard Him speak enough to know that He is always there
Then came along depression
I refused to believe in her, until she made herself evident
She banged on drums close to my ears so I could be deaf
Deaf towards the one voice I could always hear, without a doubt
She forced me to acknowledge her presence; waltzing in on days I really didn't want to see her
She spoke
Sometimes with words so sweet
Made me believe in her, enough to forget about my creator
Made me believe her, enough to doubt my creator
You see, she was around more than He was
At least that's what she said to me
She told me she loved me
Forced me to believe her
Loved me so much she wouldn't let me go
Then I looked for Him
Hoping He would rescue me, I betrayed my current lover
I ran away from her, looking for Him
But
He didn't make himself evident
So, she found me again...
And that was... the end...
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