prayed for love,
prayed for life,
prayed for hope—
searched for,
longed for
something more
than just
a reason to believe,
a reason to
be less alone.
i prayed for days
to take
the pain away,
but the pain
was mine
to bear.
and the cross—
my testament,
a vow
to never let
fear interfere.
but one prayer
remains unanswered:
will i
make it
out okay?
surely,
because i hope—
it doesn’t always
have to stay
this way.
Jul 10, 2025
Jul 10, 2025 at 11:31 PM UTC
prayed for love,
prayed for life,
prayed for hope—
searched for,
longed for
something more
than just
a reason to believe,
a reason to
be less alone.
i prayed for days
to take
the pain away,
but the pain
was mine
to bear.
and the cross—
my testament,
a vow
to never let
fear interfere.
but one prayer
remains unanswered:
will i
make it
out okay?
surely,
because i hope—
it doesn’t always
have to stay
this way.
Sometimes the loudest prayer is the one left unanswered. This piece is a quiet reckoning with pain, faith, and the fragile hope that tomorrow might feel different. Inspired by Anberlin’s 'Nothing More,' it’s a reminder that even in the silence, you are not alone."
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