No Offense

Is that what you think? Is that what you know? Stories you've heard, time passed and consoled. Moments ended in a blink of an eye, All Hell breaks loose hoping you'll die. A blurry silence, But an extremely loud pain, Driving you crazy, Leaving a stain. All things good, gracious and true, Falling before you, bleeding you through. I raise my hands up to Heaven above, Fists shaking, with conviction and love. What have I done? Did I do something wrong? God must be furious and want me to fall. This is it, it must be the end. I lay down my head so I may not offend.