The God Who Never Cared

[jayyy-lmao]

The God that never cared

When I was younger,
At the end of the schoolday,
I would run up to my room,
kneel down, and pray.

I would pray for Daddy,
Pray for Mammy,
Pray for Grandad,
Pray for Granny.

Then I would pray for me,
As I knelt by the bed,
When I thought that God,
Was watching over my head.

I would pray for them to stop.
Stop calling me names.
Stop beating me up.
Stop excluding me from games.

But my prayers were never answered.
The teasing didn't end.
I gave up on my Lord.
My belief I did not tend.

And now I stand for nothing.
My end is surely nigh.
How can I keep on living,
I ponder with a sigh,

How can I keep on living,
When I stand for nothing?
And if I stand for nothing,
Then what's the point of living?

All feedback is appreciated.

[Jess]

Good poem. That's how I felt about God when I was younger as well (prayers never answered). One reason why I'm atheist.

[WalkingOnDisaster]

God does listen and answer in his own time. There is a saying I love- Keep on asking and it will be given you. Who knows? In the future your life could be great, even if you want something done NOW, sometimes the best things come to the ones who wait.

[jayyy-lmao]

Well, I personally think that God never cared about me at least, I would pray every day from the age of 5 til I turned 12. Then I gave up. My life is a fucking shithole. If there was a God, he would fix it.

[ImCoolBeans]

I've deleted a few posts in this thread. If you guys want to debate about religion or God, then take it over to Ramblings of the Wise. This is not a debate section; this thread is about a piece of writing.

[jayyy-lmao]

Thank you dude.