stainless steel.

I used to question God a lot when I was younger

I would get angry at His audacity to not come down here and explain

Explain why I couldn’t help but feel miserable all the time

Explain why I was in a constant state of panic

Explain why I didn't want to be around anymore

Explain what was wrong with me

I lived and breathed out of spite

To prove that He didn't have to come down here

That I could do it myself

His help was no longer welcome

I no longer cared for a reason

It has been many years since

The number of loved ones I have been able to help because of my life experiences

More than I can recall at this point

I guess I owe the big guy an apology

The strongest steel is forged in the fires of hell

I can attest to that

-Emanuel De La Cruz