Hey God

The saying goes ‘you have to be positive to survive’ that’s the key

At what point can I stop saying ‘thanks God’ and ask why always me?

 

Hey God this rare disease you’ve honored me with

Has led to weak lungs and heart and a million doctor visits

Cats have 9 lives? I think I’m on my fifth

 

When can I stop to laugh and joke and put on a brave face?

When can I show that I’m tired, exhausted and just about out of faith?

 

How many near death experiences can one man take?

Is it my destiny to die young? Wait, 52 is not so young for heaven’s sake

 

Doc said: but you don’t look sick, you look just fine

Years of putting on a facade,

‘I feel great’, that’s been my standard line

 

So excuse-moi if I whine a tad and start to go dark

I’ve earned the right, but worry not

My emotions don’t bite, they only bark

 

All I ask is: What does God have in store for me? Can someone say?

Been battle tested enough, let me be, please let me have a peaceful stay

 

Tonight at home after a fourth hospital stay, this darkness feels right

But tomorrow is a brand new day

And I promise to once again see the light