I Asked A Man Who I Could Talk To About The Fire In My Body And He Pointed UpA Poem by Marie A. MayaI'm actually Buddhist but I thought it'd be fun to write about this
Hey God,
can you hear me? Are you there? I'm in need of a favor, a question. Could you, would you put this life on pause until I'm able to catch my breath because lately it's been running away. Put this life on hold while these reminders slowly, painfully heal and turn to scars that will fade away. Put this life on pause so these roller coaster emotions can level and I'll remember what it's like not to be numb. Put this life on hold so I can figure out my future now instead of waiting a month before it's due. but I understand, I get it if you can't. There's wars to end, people to hate and cities to fill with dead bodies. So I guess that maybe I'll find the stop button because things are getting a little out of hand. So please don't be mad that I'm killing your handmade creation but you haven't taken very good care of me. You let an illness burn my insides and let these thoughts take over my limbs. So I guess in the end, this turns back to you because I never asked to be this way. © 2014 Marie A. MayaReviews
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1 Review Added on December 2, 2013 Last Updated on July 16, 2014 Tags: god, suicide, depression, remote control, help, end, lord, religion AuthorMarie A. MayaMIAbout17, stressed, depressed and not even well dressed. I want people to quote me more..Writing
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