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Dear God,

I sat here and waited for this to stop.

I waited for the pain to go away.

I watched my life pass me by.

Hoping that it will soon end.

I watched as my father beat my mother.

The tears she cried at night.

God you didn't hear my prayers why not?

I heard my sister being raped in the next room.

I watched my step-father wash his hands.

I knew I was going to be next.

God you gave me a talent, a talent to write.

I use that talent to escape what I feel inside.

I prayed every night, every night I got to my knees.

I said that simple prayer and then my long prayer.

There were so many witnesses.

God you saw everything that happened.

Somehow you couldn't stop the demons at night.

I watched as my innocence was forcefully taken.

Taken from my innocent body even before I knew.

God I don't understand, I don't blame you.

I just don't know why, was there a lesson to be taught?

Were you trying to teach me just how cruel life could be.

Is that why you allowed me to get raped.

Was I supposed to learn something that I still don't know.

Is that why it keeps happening to me?

I feel so alone right now God.

I don't even know who I am anymore.

I sit here and try to figure myself out.

I try to figure out why it hurts so much to be me.

God did you hear my cries?

There are many who can testify,

they just hide behind their own lies.

I am so tired of trying God.

I need you so much, I just don't know anymore.

I feels like I just need to give up.

I am tired of crying at night.

Cutting myself is the only way I feel.

God I am so tired, I wanted to be free.

But as long as I amin this body I can't be free.

This body has been used and abused.

I need to cut to feel reality.

I need to cut just to live god.

I can't deal with the things that go on in my life.

I love you with all my heart.

But it feels like you have let me fight a battle,

that I can't win.  you have let me fight a battle on my own.

I need you, and since I was younger my faith has been like,

where are you God, I don't feel like you are here with me.

I feel like you have never been with me, only when I

was on that ER table dead many times, you gave me life

to breathe, So God why havent you given me victory?

~Kesha~