God Hear Me

this is the story of my life, a poem telling the whole tail,
i am nothing, i am nothing, that is what they made me believe,
i believed it...
God are you out there, i pray every day just to feel a glimpse of Your power,
but i just see the reflection of a cynical looking back at me,
my tears are nothing more worth than the life of a small bird,
but here i am, God, what am i supposed to do,
a picture, that is all i have, something i had from the start,
i walk through the valley of death, and i didn't die,
hands, starving hands stretch out to me, grasping my life on the edges,
i walk slowly,
blood marks sit against the wall where your face hit,
i sit up curled, 'tears roll face down me,'
i am dying,
God
hear
me...

Author's Note

hope you enjoy it!

Reviews

[alegria]

was good...i enjoyed reading it:)) keep writing..:)

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Wow this is powerful and sad, touching, and yet beautiful. Really nice job here, enjoyed this one.

Correction:
tale instead of tail
"a poem telling the whole tail,"

[shunik]

just remember the footsteps in the sand.....

[Jeremy Baker]

Sometimes the silence is so eloquent. Well crafted, although some minor typos - tail should be tale, for example. Well written though!

[stars are far]

God will hear us even if we whisper so i think that when God decide to make you die
then he want you to feel rest ....
well done :)

[Light and ashes]

I love the desperation in this poem, crying out to God for comfort and peace..Alot of people can relate to this drought of faith, but it is those hard times that make us stronger and if we can make it through the hard times and survive then often our faith is renewed and stronger because we have confidence in making it through, great poem.

[WritersSoul]

powerfully explored and set in a distant space alone. I personally am not a believer, but this poem is beautiful :)
Beth :3

[Priscilla Sayers]

You tear at my tatterred soul when you write with such desperate distress.
not that you are desperate but God hears you my friend. It is a two way street. Why don't you let out what it is that is darkening your mind. Hit me with a poem that reveals why...
Why are you nothing. Why do you feel that.?

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

Oh my God.
I can relate to your feelings so well here.

[J.J. NIGHTINGALE]

THIS SEEMS LIKE SOMEONE LIVING IN THE STREETS ... BEING HURT .. STARVING .. I HEAR YOU ... SO MANY SUFFER ...

JAZZY