Blades of a knife

I don't like being hurt

Blades of a knife stabbing in my back

Heartattack

Over and over again

I trust and I love

But over and over again

I am hurt and lied to

I am not the one to blame

It's not my fault

People are not perfect

Yet I'm reminded that there's a God

And that life is worth it

What God?

If God was real why would he let suffering

It seems he likes watching us suffer

It seems he gave up

It seems we were just his experiment

I used to think that I belonged to the devil

But now I just know that there is no devil

There is no God

And there is no heaven of ***