God Is Empty Just Like Me Novels & Stories

Do you think I am slowly turning to God? For so long I have dreamt of Clag and Danny. And for so long I have demanded an answer as to why I was brought to this life, but yet, there haven't been any answers. For some reasons, I reckon, I am but only a roaming lifeless mustard seed enclosed in a showcase and packaged in a nylon called life. To prove my point, think of an empty space with an empty sack lying downwards. Can you imagine that? I left home today to visit Goodness. A newness of life came as I turned my head to face another street, hoping I would find him and Delaney waiting for me.

Sky I feel empty, not sad, not angry, not frustarted, it is just like someone took my heart away and closed my chest and told me to live like that I know many people had and even currently be fantasying something like that, but let me tell you it is no roses or does it makes matters better, cause the emptiness I feel is like something inside me was ripped out and never replaced, I wasn’t given no peace I haven’t spoken to Ace since that day.

After praying and still feeling like I’ll combust at any second, my mark and pussy both throbbing in sync with each other, I recite more prayers. Frustration and despair begin to set in when I reach the end of my fourth prayer and still feel no relief. I’m empty... so hollow and empty. And divine words are not filling me. My stomach clenches hard at the thought of what could fill me, and I start to cry. Either god has abandoned me, or I’ve asked Him for too much help. Either way, I’m screwed because there’s no way I can live the rest of my life like this. Not without going crazy because I really want to be touched so bad by the man Dargo called Zegulf.

Together. And now, all we have left is this: guilt and emptiness. And in this emptiness, I drown. A little more each day. And I know that no one will come to save me. End

I am caring for me I am loving me I am setting a new normal For my psychiatrist To believe in What a joy is being in love With self With wings! I will fly I was meant for flight I will repeat this For this is for the Giant repeat If I capture stones I will study it till Level beyond dream What I will achieve Can be gold Nothing in universe Exists within Religious limits What a joy is being free! What a joy! I couldn’t gather it all What they call as logic Has a different start That any religion could give me I am surpassed Not suppresses Anymore Anymore By religious belief What a joy is being at ease!

I absentmindedly stated. I slowly went on my knees and continued talking. "You know the point of being a God is to have fun and live life over and over again. That's why time resets. Unfortunately everyone wanted to live life like a mortal." I stated. "What do you mean?" Someone asked. I looked up and looked around because nobody should be able to talk or act. When nobody said anything I sighed and shook my head, it seemed like my memories had brought back the small voice in my head.

(ENCHANTED HELL) “WELL YOU SEE, I MAY NOT LOOK LIKE ONE, BUT I AM THE MOST POWERFUL ONE, THE ORIGINAL AND IRREPLACEABLE ONE. I HOLD EVERYTHING AND PLAY THE SAME GAME, I KNOW EVERYTHING, EVERY BIT AND WROTE DESTINY ITSELF, FOR YOU SEE, I AM GOD.” God. The word that’s circling unto her mind for a while and somehow sipping right through and deep into her consciousness, where it echoes and rings like the only thing that ever existed in that time that she needed to process and believe.

“Oh, love of mine With a song and a whine You're harsh and divine Like truths and a lie But the tale ends not here I have nothing to fear For my love is yell of giving and hold on And the bright emptiness In a room full of it Is a cruel mistress Whoa oh! I feel this unrest That nests all hollowness For I have nowhere to go and I'm cold And I feel so lonely yeah... There's a better place than this Emptiness And I'm so lonely yeah... There's a better place than this Emptiness, yeah......” The moment his voice cracked, was the moment I realised, I was crying with him. The difference was, he was doing it inside and I was doing it outside. Everyone was shouting his name, applauding for him, prais

"You sure?" I know that he knows I am lying but I just change the subject and say, "Yah. Let's just quickly go home and eat dinner. My stomach has been grumbling since we started the rehearsal. I need my energy to be refilled for tomorrow or else I am going to look like a hungry zombie." Zach laughs and says, "Okay, I will cook dinner for the both of us." I cheer excitedly, "Yay!"

I got out of the bathroom, put on some clothes and went to sleep, with Ezreal as the last thought in my head. ~~~ The next day, I wore the same mask again. The chapel was filled with voices, my flock gathered in the pews, eager for words of salvation, for prayers to anchor them. I opened my mouth, and the words came—smooth, practiced, hollow. “God’s mercy is boundless. Even when we falter, even when temptation claws at our hearts, His grace still covers us.” They nodded and they whispered amen. They believed me. If only they knew.