God is Every-Thing (Haiku with poetic explanation)

His eight-legged friend
 Trapped Him in a silky web;
 God is every-thing

 A poem about my insane haiku:

 I pray and mourn alone
 For the world that bore me.

 My pen secretes the rancid hardships
 As the ink sticks to the paper.

 Thy transgressions
 Bore my volatility.

 They cause me to pray
 For the tortured damned,
 For the helpless victims,
 And for those who can't harness
 The perplexity of sporadically lain
 Energy bursts that can burn the soul

 I pray as I am alone because we
 Are alone, covered by an impermeable
 Dreadnought* of a cocoon                      *thick layer of clothing
 Shielding us from everything
 Good and Evil until we choose to remove
 The suffocating vessel clothing and defending
 Our weak egos
 That separate