Where are you?
Where are you God?
do You see me? Cause I feel lost.
This garden is now empty and filled with dust,
I can't see around, what's back and forth?
I hear voices but I don't know where they're coming from,
they're all judging me because of all I've done.
I don't know how they know, but I should've known it was wrong to trust.
I can't breathe, my nostrils are blocked.
I wish I could run,
but I can only go so far before they return.
Suddenly, there's a still whisper,
just like the wind, delicate as ever,
so sweet, so foreign, so tender,
so gentle, causing a shiver.
"I'm with you." Said Messiah.
And the dust that once blinded me was all gone,
I could see, and the garden wasn't empty anymore.
Like the breathe of life, I could breathe once more.
Then the voice came again, saying,
"I was here all along, I just needed to see your love."
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Poetry🏅 3rd Place Winner in the Royal Constellation Academy Awards (2021)🥉 Mᴇʀᴀᴋɪ; This means the soul, creativity or love put into something; the essence of yourself that is put into your works. These poems go to anyone, anyone who could possibly relat...
