God Is Calling

Everything has gone to hell
If you couldn't already tell
And I'm watching from the front line

God is calling me...
God is calling me
but I can't answer

No
Don't answer

Because it's
my fault
So I'll flail around
like a rag doll
in this terrifyingly beautiful hurricane

I can't find my way
My urges, they run so deep
One minute I can't feel it
the next it creeps up on me

Overpowering
Then I lose all self control
and in the next few moments
pleasure
is all I know
but once it's gone, it's gone
and guilt comes singing it's song

Hell
all over again

God keeps calling
He said it's time to pay up
But I don't answer
No
I can't answer

God keeps calling
He says it's time to man up
But
I'm
no
man

Hey
hear me
I keep knocking
Why is no one listening?
The world's rocking
It's getting hard to breathe
but no worries,
just a little whole lot of anxiety
Someone come help me
no
leave me alone
In my bathroom tub with pain that flows
from my wrists
won't you just leave me be?
One scar, two scars, and then three
Help me

This poem is about: 
Me

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