Dear God Please Hear me out Said I’d call Then I let it fade Stacking up unopened days On the nightstand by my doubt I keep counting tiny cracks In the drywall In my chest Chasing every quiet mess Till the moment can’t come back I keep living in my agony Like it’s safer than getting free Every blessing feels like it might break me So I stand in the doorway Watching it leave I keep holding to the hurt I know Let the good slip through my hands so slow I don’t know why But honestly I feel more comfortable Living in my agony I’ve been selfish I’ve been scared Turning love into loose change Dropping it in storm drains Then crying that the sidewalk’s bare Hanging by a borrowed thread On a nail in borrowed time Saying “I’m okay I’m fine” While I’m sinking in my head I keep living in my agony Like it’s safer than getting free Every blessing feels like it might break me So I stand in the doorway Watching it leave I keep holding to the hurt I know Let the good slip through my hands so slow I don’t know why But honestly I feel more comfortable Living in my agony Are You tired of my same old prayer? (oh-oh) Same four words in the same old chair “If You’re there If You’re there Please don’t give up on me” I keep asking for a different sky Then I hide when the clouds run dry Guess I’m scared of a life Where I’m finally free So I keep living in my agony Like it’s safer than getting free Every blessing feels like it might break me So I stand in the doorway Watching it leave I keep holding to the hurt I know Let the good slip through my hands so slow I don’t know why But honestly I feel more comfortable Living in my agony
