My Talk to God

You sent me here alone-- desolate.

I can tell you're gone your grip has eased a bit

And yet, I cant cease to admit
that I cant make it without You.

Is it my ego trip? or maybe sometimes that I doubt You even need to exist.

I cant even resist
the temptations of feeling like im the one who breathed and spoke my life into being

im not only human im a spiritual being

a soul with a heart that loves without  beating

meaning--

when im dead if you feel me in your heart

know that im still being-
Even if, i am no longer breathing.

see, I feel like You God. Is this our bond? Are we one?

Or is it only you in me 

and when im gone,

they only feel You
and I only turn into a memory?

These are a few questions I want to ask You

But I always feel crazy like im talking to me myself and Irenes nosy ass too.

This battle may be Yours, Lord. But im going through too.

I feel all the pain, the blues, and boo hoos

I cry a lot, my tears tickle my cheek (and they taste lil salty).

Oh yeah I feel that from time to time too.

I get down, sad,- all this is true...

and this is what I feel like..something like when im feelin You

And I feel myself a lot.

You created me. I made me through this life you gave me. And for that I say Thank... You.