Oh Crappy Day
What do you think God does when he is bored. well I think I know. It's a bit different for me, my year has just sucked like you won't believe. It's not the worst things in the world but over time the accumulation of crap just gets to you.
He is up there right now laughing his ass off. We are nothing more than jesters for his entertainment. He gets joy from our pain and suffering. Feeding off it, making him stronger and more powerful. The almighty, all knowing. He is the last of what we see before drifting off in the endless sleep.
The cold laughter of a self-righteous is the reason we are here. Just think, people like me that care for others, go out of our way to make your day, are the ones god wipes his ass with. He tosses us in and just when we think life couldn't get any worse. FLUSH!! When he needs us for a good laugh we are recycled and the process is repeated.
Torturing us till his need for us has come to an end, finally maybe when our time is spent he will let us retire. Hope for that is last on my mind, I know he's getting a kick out of watching me squirm.
All around me I can feel his presence pushing me lower and lower. Rock bottom has no meaning to a tyrant looking for a cheap thrill. Even man can dig past rocks with the right tools. Who's to say gods not up there pushing the big #*&=you button. Knowing him my button is probably warn. I wish a day his holiness might take off to rest his damn fingers, and let me have a normal life for a moment before dealing me another disappointing hand.
The cold laughter of a self-righteous is the reason we are here. Just think, people like me that care for others, go out of our way to make your day, are the ones god wipes his ass with. He tosses us in and just when we think life couldn't get any worse. FLUSH!! When he needs us for a good laugh we are recycled and the process is repeated.
Torturing us till his need for us has come to an end, finally maybe when our time is spent he will let us retire. Hope for that is last on my mind, I know he's getting a kick out of watching me squirm.
All around me I can feel his presence pushing me lower and lower. Rock bottom has no meaning to a tyrant looking for a cheap thrill. Even man can dig past rocks with the right tools. Who's to say gods not up there pushing the big #*&=you button. Knowing him my button is probably warn. I wish a day his holiness might take off to rest his damn fingers, and let me have a normal life for a moment before dealing me another disappointing hand.
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