Forgive me for I have sin, and I will forgive You for the sorrow

And there, between the silence, I found God
I feared He might condemn me
For all the blood, sweat, and tears
But with a gentle breath, He whispered, "Hush, my child,  
The roads ahead are crooked and it gets wilder
Do not deceive yourself
For thinking it is another fever dream
It is indeed uncanny
Hell on earth, even
And you will get there
You will get there
Where bliss awaits, infinite and bright
A sigh after centuries of striving
Where your shoulders will rest, and your mind find ease
You will get there"