Religion, Pt.2

I used to pray every night

For my mother to get well

For my father to fix his bad habits

For my brother to not fail

But nothing ever changed

Things only ever got worse

From abusive stepdads

To perverted stepbrothers

One broken household to the next

I used to pray my heart out

Hoping for some kind of change

I put my faith in a stranger

Trusting him to help

But instead he beat me down

Defeated me, if you must

Fed me lies filled with hope for my mother

But nothing ever changed

And still I was expected to praise him

And maybe I gave him too much credit

Yes, I think that might be it

Too much power in one’s hands

Can lead to detrimental tendencies

Like worshipping strangers

And I was fucking stupid enough to believe

What is religion?

I don’t really want to know

From my little experience with it

I’m going to stay far away

This stranger we all praise

He’s was never worth my faith

All he ever did was use me

And abuse me

He never took the time to choose me

He only gave me a false hope

All I ever asked

Was a pretty simple task

But I guess

I am the one at blame

For putting my trust in the hands of a stranger

And letting him walk away