Relativity - Prototype

I touched the hand of god today

And felt the pain

And emptiness

Images of man

A single truth instead

Clear as day

That no one would dare say

I sought the wrath of death today

It changed my life

And burnt my soul

Depleted I remain the same

Sacrificed in vain

Cold as night

Awaiting to be saved

Space inside of me

A side I cannot see

Recognize yourself

No waiting to be held

Reconcile the time

Relative to reasons of pride

Retroactive insanity

Relative relativity

Imminent exposure

To deliverance of what is in me