God, do you see me?
God, do you understand?
I'm reaching out to find my world being a mirror.
wishing for sight, but wanting to run from what I see.
So sad, so full, so empty, so minimally, tragically in need.
So inept. So innate. No sense, just walking around the rubble that are my thoughts.
the most beautiful voice singing my sad story.
learning, but tearing.
Move some mountains for me God.
Hear me, hear me, hear me.
Hear what I'm afraid to ask for.
Take me as you find me, all my fears and failures,
fill my life again.
I believe, but my own hands cover my mouth & eyes.

I can't stop crying.