The coal sky
Splatter painted
In cherub white
Emphasizes
And encompasses
That feeling of incompleteness.
How is it even possible
To feel everything
And nothing all at once?
I used to worship a God.
He used to be my savior
Father
Faith.
Now the only prayer I whisper
Is crafted in the sound
Of runny pen
On lined paper.
Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 4:44 PM UTC
The coal sky
Splatter painted
In cherub white
Emphasizes
And encompasses
That feeling of incompleteness.
How is it even possible
To feel everything
And nothing all at once?
I used to worship a God.
He used to be my savior
Father
Faith.
Now the only prayer I whisper
Is crafted in the sound
Of runny pen
On lined paper.
