- published: 11 Jun 2012
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My Life without God by John Murray
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A testimony of the son of an atheist Madeline Murray O'Hara who converted to Christianity.
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This was submitted for a virtual vaulting competition.
well, her dad's a child molester so she's scared for her kid,
he's 10 years old. & she's a hard working mama
she's got no regrets for what she's become.
she let me in her house & let me cry on her shoulder.
she said i don't ever get to take care of you
no more & by the looks of things no one else will.
just like me childhood hero
i'm the best at what i do, but i'm a runner.
if i don't like what i see then i'm off like a bumblebee in flight.
i can't even stand to see my own face in the mirror.
it hurts to know i'll never get to see yer face again,
although i see it every day in every word that's ever spoken to me.
now i'm drinking and i'm cussing and my fists are a'swinging at midnight.
in the middle o' nowhere saying 'god just let me die just not so slowly'
all i ever wanted was to be sane again.
my mind and my body would just rot if i stayed.
i did the best i could took all i could take.
do you want to know?