Prayer Of The Unwanted

February 21, 2011
By , Killbuck, OH
Dear God,
A bitter cold heart
Filled with hate
Lies beneath
A mind of rage
Sorrow fuels
The empty thoughts
No care for others
Emotion is drought
Reasons to live
Are reaching zero
Bless the dead souls
Of my heroes
Scattered, depressed
Scared, alone
Wishing to leave
This hell called home
Please shorten the wick
Of my candle
Of my life
On which I have no handle
If you remove me from here
I will love you always
So help me God
Help my soul fly away

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