today is this first time i’ve ever really,
really,
wanted to pray.
i’m so afraid, because you’re all i can think about.
it’s all you, and the other things,
they’re important but you, you’re there.
and who would answer me?
what would they say,
when they found a girl, who always wanted to pray,
pleading and asking for clarity.
what would heaven say?
the ground beneath my feet,
seems unstable,
so take my hand and pull me up and let me see the clouds.
help me run, help me fly,
and rid me of these feelings
-this confusion. because i want us to just love.
and if someone else answered,
i’d walk all the way down and ask.
maybe you’d give me help, or i’d find sinners along the way.
we’re both sinners, because our muses (not us) told us we were something else
-beyond the way humans believe. beyond belief.
so, what would think of me my knees,
just wondering something about you.
Sep 2, 2018
Sep 2, 2018 at 10:24 PM UTC
today is this first time i’ve ever really,
really,
wanted to pray.
i’m so afraid, because you’re all i can think about.
it’s all you, and the other things,
they’re important but you, you’re there.
and who would answer me?
what would they say,
when they found a girl, who always wanted to pray,
pleading and asking for clarity.
what would heaven say?
the ground beneath my feet,
seems unstable,
so take my hand and pull me up and let me see the clouds.
help me run, help me fly,
and rid me of these feelings
-this confusion. because i want us to just love.
and if someone else answered,
i’d walk all the way down and ask.
maybe you’d give me help, or i’d find sinners along the way.
we’re both sinners, because our muses (not us) told us we were something else
-beyond the way humans believe. beyond belief.
so, what would think of me my knees,
just wondering something about you.
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