Dark Horse Arts and Sciences

You pray me everyday but you haven’t understood me yet, because if you had, you wouldn’t be praying me right now. Praying for your father, mother and husband’s safety and sound health, you always come when you need me. You always come to me for nothing but for some selfish desire and demand of yours. 

Give me this; give me that; you were always that selfish brat drowned in self-obsession. You never understood me or cared for me as you never asked me how lonely and depressed I was; how miserable I feel everyday seeing so many children of mine suffering and dying from that fatal disease. But you never cared for me anyway; it was always about you, wasn’t it? But leave it. I forgive you for all that selfishness as you are yourself imprisoned in your tiny cells in an endless cycle of misery and pain. But don’t expect anything from me from here on as I have nothing in control anymore; the world got completely shattered before my eyes like a house of cards and I couldn’t do anything. I couldn’t, not because I didn’t want to, but because I didn’t know how to. Everything just got out of hand in a split second. One moment it was all there; the next moment, everything was gone; torn into little pieces upon which I didn’t have any control or say at all. 

But for now, I am done; done with seeing all this pain and misery of a species that has been praying me for ages. It’s just that I’ve become old and drained; tired of all this shit. It’s time for me to go; to go away somewhere I wouldn’t be found; to go away somewhere away from all this. I am done. And I can do nothing about that. But if you can, try to understand and at least forgive me for whatever you think I have caused.

• God (If there is any)