A Prayer In Paper Poem by venessa ambrose
A Prayer In Paper
The chains are holding me down,
They are making me drown,
Yet all I can do is pray,
My tiny little notes to God,
The river is rising to the top,
And the weight is much,
Dear lord,
I think I can't hold all,
My rope is on the line,
A dropp is all I can see,
Even if you hear me not,
Save me from this doom,
Find me a new room,
A place to change Me,
And start anew.
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4/18/2024 12:42:08 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A really great poem, like it. A great write.