A prayer away from hell

January 27, 2016

And God I know I'm just a sinner one or two away from prayer

But please save me

Help me be better

Heal my heartache

Save my pain for real rainy days

Because if I'm left here crying for nothing

I won't know how to react to the real thing

Never know might let it seep through my fingers and slither away

Just because he was a boy

And I the girl

Doesn't mean I end up tragically hurt

This isn't a tragedy

This isn't Shakespeare

I've said this time and time again

This is my redo

For myself to settle comfortably in my skin

To be washed again

Taken back whole

I've already felt the cold

Slip through my body

No one could ever make redemption of my soul but me

Now just watch me

As I dance in the street and feel heat

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