On The Inside

a poem about the end

I found out I was sick

that I was going to die

so I wrote God a letter

just to ask him 'why'?

The mailman brought my letter back

I guess God was not home

I didn't know God took time off

and now I felt alone

And so I went out looking

God had to be somewhere

I tried a lot of churchs

but could not find Him there

I asked a lot of people

'Do you know where God's at?'

though most of them were friendly

they had no time for that

Now I was getting sleepy

and so I went to bed

and then I heard an angels voice

softly in my head

and then the angel told me

how peaceful it would be

and then I finally understood

God lives inside of me.