God

Years of living,

Years of struggling,

and here I am,

Stuck again in the infinite loop of guilt I created,

I've always wondered why God created me as I am right now,

I've always unhappy,

I've always asked my God,

"Why do I need to go through this?"

Yet as God being Himself,

the answer is always there but,

It seems that maybe I was too blind to see it,

As I always tripped down into a pit of the same sin,

There's a time where I saw it,

A light of salvation,

A hand that I could hold to get away from the pit,

Perhaps,

Maybe that's the love of God and mercy of Him to me,

and here I am,

Still living and still being tested by Him,

But now I always know that,

My past self was wrong,

God never betrayed us, 

He is always beside us when He tested us,

As my faith is always there for Him,

I've always believed that everything happens for a reason.