The Christian Delusion

We talk of a God shaped hole;
An emptiness, a hollownes.
We talk of God filling that 'bucket' within
But does He?
Is it real?

Have we said stuff like this for so long
That we believe it without looking inside?
If we truly searched, would we find we were filled?
Aer we sure?
Have we tried?

When I look inside, what I can see
Is emptiness, hollowness.
A lack of purpose and direction,
Just a shell,
Nothing more.

Yes I know I have passions, but what is the point,
If they go nowhere? Do nothing?
They are empty passions, useless passions
Without help,
Without hope.

So all I have is my hope to be skinny,
I want nothing more, nothing less.
And if there's a chance I will never be slim,
Then life has no meaning
No point.

I am a shell, a frame, an outline.
A plan that isn't complete,
So why not physically be a skeleton
Since thats what I am
Inside?

There's nothing else. No other hope.
All I once hoped for gone.
Its all meaningless, all a delusion.
There's no hope
No fullness of life.