Should I pray to a goddess
Or sing to The Lord?
My heart is burdened
And I can't take much more
How can I know who's real
And who's just make believe
To who's throne shall I kneel?
Who can I call upon when I grieve?
I question heaven
But fear enteral hell
Can I be forgiven 7x77?
Because your name I yell.
All I hear is silence
No reply from you
If in anyway I struck you in violence
I'm sorry for what I use to do
Until I hear a clear voice
How can I know you're here?
Who am I even talking to?
Maybe it's just this mirror
I want a clear answer
I'm tired of speaking to the wind
Can you free me like the Grace of a dancer?
And speak to me like a friend?
Until then, here I sit
Waiting for any type of sign
A letter from you is what I hope to get
Saying who I've been speaking to all this time
Thank you. I wrote this months ago and was just copying and pasting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow! Love it! You write from the heart, those things that reside in that chakra! namaste, perfection restored