Sometimes I envy those with faith
I find myself jealous of those that believe the charismatic preachers
The prophets
Those that lay their healing hands
If I could simply write off the constant and unending heartbreak
Destroyed families, broken homes, starving children
If I could think of that as God's will
If I could believe that I was being held together by something greater than myself
If I could truly understand why I wake up every day feeling the same crushing weight inside my
This would be easy

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