The many lives taken and the many souls that have breaking from the force we call God. The innocent are raped and the weak are stomped on. We all look to blame something higher then us. Some give this force trust, others cling to disbelief of how some force called god can let this grief stay. There's no meaning or logic we can reason with, to understand god's "Plan". What plan is it? What could possibly be the main goal of all our work, hardship, and souls?

Then again, is it our fault? Do we blame god? No it's our own fucking fault. We brought our own peace and lives to a halt. We are the razor blades on the wrist of man kinds dying body and soul. We were given a gift and we torn it apart in from of gods eyes. Now it's his turn to cry. Not for us, not one fucking bit, for his own mistake. Now we just sit and wait for this pain and hate to corrode us. We will ask for his mercy and he will say "No".