Nothing but Silence

I can’t sleep, there’s something gnawing at me, a weight in my chest, a thought I can’t shake. I’ve been thinking a lot about God, His plan, His silence, and how hard it is to find peace when I feel so lost. I don’t know what He wants from me, or why He stays quiet when I’m screaming for answers. I’m angry… I can’t help it. Why does He let the world break? Why does He watch us suffer, while we fight for breath, for hope, and He says nothing? Every prayer feels like a voice in the dark, a desperate plea that fades away unanswered. I feel like I’m not who He wants me to be, but I can’t see the path to the person He’s hoping I’ll become. How can He just stand by while we struggle, while we fight to survive? Maybe He’s still working somewhere, but right now, all I feel is the quiet. And it’s unbearable, this distance between us.