Open Wounds

God, we need to talk Why do I feel like this? My knees are shattered, my body tattered, and my heart is bruised And in all my hours on earth, I know I need you I need to feel that my days are moving forward I need to know that you can see That I want to move toward All the dreams living inside of me I feel like I'm on the brink of insanity But, I'm sure you already know The depth of red colored vanities All this **** that I just can't let go God I'm sorry that I don't go to church, but I write these lines I know I wasn't first, but I'd like some time Guide me into your feathers Promise me that you'll stay When it comes to these snaps and teachers Promise you won't turn me away I don't hate anyone But, I feel sharp tongues attack Troll demons holding guns And leaving open wounds, at that