Pray for me

Pray for me

A Poem by JenJustin

I'm nursing the bruises made by my own hand
Like a wounded dog
Is it right to be the cure to the pain I've caused
I lay in the corner, my body battered and beaten
Like a baseball that had hit the bat too many times, I am worn out
I am tired... I can't keep running anymore
I can't keep running, letting my face meet the fist of my attacker
Pray for me
My lips are too broken to form any words
Pray for me
My mind is too guilty to grasp the prayer
I am locked in a cage I spent years building
It's a wonder of the world because I hold the key, I hold the keys but I can't get out
Please!  Pray for me
I am begging you, intercede on my  behalf
Tell him I am sorry, that I thought I was running away, that I wouldn't have to sacrifice anything
But I have lost everything I didn't have the patience to keep
I am the fist that punches it's own mouth
The hand that threw away it's treasures and kept the trash
The feet that walked briskly into the burning flames
Pray for me
Cause this lips are not worthy
This hands are too dirty from the ghosts of a lost soul
These feet have fallen away and I am unable to run any further
I fear what is broken cannot be fixed
So please carry my pleas in your unshattered clasp
Like water to his lips
Let him drink of my pain and know my cries
Maybe then he will forgive
Maybe then he will see I have been punished for my crimes
Would you pray for me?

© 2020 JenJustin

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Added on March 6, 2020
Last Updated on March 6, 2020



Abia, South east, Nigeria

I love stories. it's the very first thing I learnt about myself. It's one of the honest ways the world connects with itself. I want to write stories people can sit down and enjoy. more..