For the theist

I know no matter what happens god will always be there,
even though he isn't there,
when im in despair,
when i lose, nothing is even fair,
i cant stop thinking man why doesn't he even care?
When i cant even manage to bare
the next line through my arm, bam! would i even dare?
I begin to stare
up into the sky where,
maybe he could be, but i hear nothing and nothing do i even see not even a string or follicle hair of proof.
But then i begin to fear that if i don't believe that ill be lonely, so i look again and then he is there.
With open arms and relenting loveable glares,
i stare
into the eyes of my father as i breath in the warming comfort of his unforgettable air.
I close my eyes, all is fair,
as i go into my rest knowing that god truly is there.