My God, What Have You Done...

My God, what have you done...
Bringing this child into a world...
A world of hate and discord...
A world in which there is no place for him...

Your sons and daughters say to be thankful for what I have...
Yet, I am baffled, for what is there to be thankful for...
Yes, I have been given rubbish that helps me in daily life...
But I have been cursed to live an empty life in return...
The couple that had given birth to me...
Love so empty and dead...
Hoping simple gifts can replace my sorrow...
My younger sibling, so cold and hateful... So self-desiring...
The friendship of my companions...
Even those closest to heart...
So limited and nearly gone...
The girl I love... The one I desire...
I only wish I could...
For I am unable...

This world which You have created...
In which was once so great...
Is now just empty...
Cold and unfeeling... Near the brink of death...
I am but of the few lights shining in the darkness...
Yet, slowly being corrupted and dying out...
Soon, I will be nothing but a colemn of wax...
Smoke coming from it's dying flame...
The only remnant of it's once luminating self...
Until finally... Darkness sets in... And it is no more...
It's surface... Colder than the touch of death itself...