To god.

Fingers trace the letters that seem unwanting to jump to me

So many things I would like to say, so many things i'd like you to see

Dreams untraced follow me by day 

Memories once had, Refuse to go away

And in them all I see his face

Hurtful & Misplaced

Oh God where are you when i pray

Are there so many more than me

Listen to what I have to say

You will find me under the broken tree

Beside the pond where I sat

& Cried that day Im sure you saw

When the clouds rained down, they spat

and had no sympathy at all..


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