A Few Small Poems
All is Lost
I prayed for grace,
but it didn’t come
I prayed for faith,
and it didn’t come
I prayed for hope
and realized
all is lost.
***
Sounds Crashing
And somewhere in the middle
it all turned to mud.
The paint melted off the walls
and we were left
just standing there
wondering what to do.
***
Distraction
The world is a
distraction
from
what I was
meant to do
***
Neuro-Paralysis
It is exhausting -
living in a state of
unending mental and emotional
paralysis.
I'm often so afraid of
doing the wrong thing,
that I do nothing at all.
Posted by Amanda at April 01, 2006 01:54 AM
