God...

God...

A Poem by Krista Graham

Sitting on the shore

Engulfed in the mist

Staring at the sky

Hoping you exist

 

Please tell me

If you don’t mind

Who do you take with you?

Who do you leave behind?

 

Why don’t you speak

If you are real?

Why don’t you explain?

Why don’t you make appeal?

 

Explain to me now

What is it you do?

Do you help those in need?

Or watch people stew?

 

Please show me now

My faith wears thin

I’m very tired

And Im sick in this skin. 

© 2010 Krista Graham


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Krista Graham
Krista Graham

s**t, KY



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I write to ease the pain of dealing with bipolar with psychosis. Whether its good or not is irrelevant. I don't edit my work, if I do that then I would be raping that moment in time where I wrote it. more..

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