Praying to God

Praying to God

for I don’t know anymore

Life’s giant walls are all uptight

and I am just stuck in between,

screaming. Praying to God

for my heart is on the verge of breaking

I am on my knees, I’ve become a pitiful being

I’ve lost my way.

Praying to God, asking for guidance

“through his light shall come deliverance”

they say. I am here, constantly shouting

“Does he even hear me?” I ask, pleading.

Is there a perfect formula, a swift incantation?

Is he like a genie in a bottle?

Touch him right and he would step out of the cradle?

Wake up, Wake up God, hear me

please, save me from this apparent eternal uncertainty.

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