02-18-17

02-18-17

A Poem by K

I'm praying to a God I don't believe in,
For it's better than praying to something that can't help me.
My mind is weary; my heart wearier.
Maybe it's time for some "I pray the Lord my soul to keep."
I have no spot in the past; nor a future for myself.
So why must I keep trudging through this numbing world?

© 2017 K


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