I often wonder if my prayers reach you,
If they are as cold as my breath,
If they mirror the ugliness of my soul
If they are as worthless as my efforts
If they echo silently as my cries
I often question what I resemble,
Under your divine gaze
A lifeless body with a fading soul
A disappointing child in dirt
A prisoner of my own
YOU ARE READING
The Words I Never Got To Say
PoesíaThis is where silence transforms into poetry, where emotions find their home on paper. Immerse yourself in the world of unspoken confessions and let these words, too intimate to be voiced, touch your heart.
