Sometimes, I wish you were real
I am an atheist speaking to someone
I know wouldn't hear.
Born a Christian on religion
Governed by hypocrisy and fear.
In a blue sphere where hellfire burns
The innocent beneath our atmosphere.
I am not perfect. I don't claim to be
Alone I walk the halls of judgement
Made of friends and family.
"Blasphemy" is what they would say,
Never question the faithful
Just shut off your thoughts and let em pray.
But why bless us with a mind
Then condemn us for thinking?
Curse us for not believing and cast us away when faith is depleting.
I've always wanted to understand you God
Spiritually and mentally
I envy those who found you and kept you with great emotional clarity.
And in my seperation from the church
There I experienced the filthy truth.
Acceptance from loved ones exists only if we are under God's roof.
I've ventured to understand every religion inspired by your name.
But all I found was a mental prison where preachers speak hatred
Against people who do not share their claims.
Many times I've witnessed false followers who kneel and worship your name,
Then live by a life of crime where they flicker and dance inside the devil's flame.
These are the words of an Atheist
That you'll never think to hear.
Lord, I only hope humanity learns.
Lord, I only hope humanity heals.
I wish the world would be better.
I wish the world wouldn't break.
Not for myself, but for my loved ones
Who pray for me to be safe.
I wish the world would learn to love
And accept without judgement and hate.
God, I wish you were real, I'd ask for forgiveness if only you were near.
There are too many demons in this world you claim you created,
So much evil that it would make even an atheist wish he has faith.
