The window of life

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What I'd see through my window each day
Would make the pain of the past go away
No longer would I have to let go of past hurts
I'd simply be okay with words
No longer would I be stuck in the past
I'd be happy, at last

What I'd see through my window each day
Would be a way to solve the problems of today
No longer would I have to worry about things
I'd be like an angel who just got her wings
Free of the worries of today
I'd be a-okay

What I'd see through my window each day
Would be a life where each prayer helped, in some way
I'd no longer feel like my prayers don't work
I'd no longer feel like, when praying, a jerk
I'd feel like each prayer lifted me up higher
No longer would I feel like my prayers go to empty ears that tire

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