if my prayers were ever to reach heaven
i think the angels would inhale them
as if they were oxygen, as if they
were suffocating in the presence
of an almight God. they would
cling to them as a child hugs
their blanket in the darkness
of the night and as a drowning
person clutches their life line.
but my prayers do not reach the
heavens for they never leave my
tongue as it hurts to much to
pray when all you feel is pain.
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