God, do you hear me?

My knuckles turn white from clasping the Bible

God, can you hear me?

Can you turn my heart of stone into ashes?

Douse my blood thick as molasses

Lord, can you see me?

Am I too bare for bearing tides?

A nameless pesticide

I weep in drying waters

Alone; ever alone

I whimper, I speak, I yelp

Flare in hand, arrives no help

Lord, do you see me?

A rose dying in September

Am I worthy of remembrance?

My face is pale; hands numb

One sinner pleading for your love

God, can you hear me?

Even my voice has deserted me

My ears strain for your lullaby

Eyes bleeding to see a blue-sky

Lord, can you answer me?

Sun sleeps and awakes

Alone; every alone I wait

Author's Note

Struggling with my faith. Finding it hard to pray. Lost in an addiction. Wonders if God has forgotten about me.

Reviews

[Everett DeValle]

So Deep...lovely flow of emotions in this journey we call life.

[Bare trees]

I certainly hear you on this one. I always catch myself saying over and over: I don't understand life. I wonder the some of the same things you mention. This is really a great poem and you did it so poetically. I can only give it 100 but it desrves much more. Awesome.

[Tommy]

I find this question on my mind at times. I suffer from Bipolar, so the battle of good and evil seems all too real at times. I found this very compelling, and it is a piece that pulls at my hearts strings for sure…

Great Write!
RLG,
Tommy

[TheSkyWritesHerName]

Grazie!

[Amit Parmessur]

excellent one, really... you should be getting loads of reviews for such a work. :)

[Seshat Nidaba]

Aw! I often pray, not quite in the same way, but it's very touching! I like your intensity, process, tribulation, questioning!