Wishful Thinking

If you hear me grant me peace for a minute. I can not live with this chaos. 

I am a dim flame that dances to keep others warm. Do you understand? Do you even care? Is my voice like the morning birds singing their tune; do you listen for your amusement? 

If we are to believe; we should hold you accountable.

Where have you been? Vacationing like your movie version Morgan Freeman did?

I feel like I’m being picked on. Or not picked at all. I feel as if my life is a series of comical pitfalls. Do you peep up from your book of life just to check the screen? I feel you muted me to turn on the subtitles you don’t even read.

That’s my anger towards you, gift me one and take two. If I am to believe that there is something looking after me; I’m asking you grant me peace or fix what you let break under your authority. 

I’m asking you to please help me.

-AB

Song of the Night – Get You The Moon by Kina