The Prayer
Running away from this realityLeaving the pain behind,
No one said it would be this hard
To face the day each time I wake up.
And I prayed to you to guide me,
But your touch ran out of batteries.
I prayed to you to keep me safe,
But you didn't find me in my desert.
I prayed and asked you to protect me,
But I was full of thorns when you found me,
And away you ran back,
Leaving me praying for you to rescue me.
Poetry by krii
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Written on 2012-03-12 at 20:57
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