I am broken and destroyed.
I gasp to catch my breath but I can't. 
I hurt You.
I doubt You.
I hurt You as I doubt You.
What are You doing? I don't get it.
Good people are dying,
Your people are dying.
Your people are dying as "good" people shrug their deaths off.
The system is stacked against me. They tell me it's all in my head
But where are You? Where are You as they hunt us down? As they keep us down until nothing remains in our hearts but hatred and fear?
Where are You as they slice and cut us until we are broken?
I hurt You as I query.
I hurt me as I question.
You're the One I love. It's You. But where are You when it's all falling apart?
I am blind.
I can't find the good.
How do I convince them when I don't get it? Yet my spirit does.
It latches onto You, and I am not letting go.
But my flesh is weak and I hurt You as I doubt.
I need reassurance. I need You to tell me again.
I need to know that I can trust You.
I know that I can trust You, but I need You to tell me.
Tell me You have a plan. Tell me I can trust You. I need to hear You say it.
Please.
Remind Me that You're not all in my head. Please.