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Can God Help Me Now?
Can a man, who does not believe, Fall to his knees, And beg some relief? Can one, who has been given, The life of a dream, Ball his fists? Nails dug into the palms till they bleed… Look to the heavens and scream… And be heard? Is it right to love something so damn much, That the anger inside, Rips at your pride, And the pain is unbearable to the touch? Is my hate a cop out? Is it a way to deal? Maybe a method to my madness; Which allows me to feel? Will God help me with this sadness? If I still fail to believe? I ask; Is it me I deceive? Can I truly let go? Allow the curtains to close on this show? Raise my hand in farewell, And hold praise in my heart for this hell? If I spit venom, Out of spite… Can I stand proud? For having rode the torrent, And call it right? If my tears run free, With the lump in my throat, That seizes me, Can I stare you in the eye? And ask that you remember me? Or is it my greed? Or this anger, Once at seed? Now in full bloom… So emotional, Uncontrollable, Inconsolable, Confused… Grasping… So much that I am asking; Can God help me now?
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