Prayer

Why do I worry, worry Worry all the time I know what I feel I know what I think What I don’t know is how do I make them meet? She said he said (running in my brain) Looks feeling words Washed away Hypocrite. Over and round and round about Feelings Brain. Connection? Jumble tumble rumble bumble Bumbbling mistakes. In so deep but not deep enough Trying to fill the unfillable hole Trying to reach the unreachable depths The bottom, so close, falls out. Why does the wrong direction always look right? Why is there no simple answer? Impossible to figure out Impossible to surmount. Too proud, too fallen. Impossible. Strangled cry wrenched from bleeding lips.