A Younsters Prayer

Dear God, it’s me again 
Hope you don’t mind my prying 
But I needed to talk to someone 
Cause I’m lonesome and I’m crying 
You know I feel better 
When I’m talking with you 
Cause I can feel you holding me closer  
Like you always do 
Daddy is still cursing 
And mommy’s shouting back 
And my head is still hurting 
And my eye is getting black 
I know they don’t mean it 
I reckon frustration takes control 
But these beatings still hurt 
Will I ever grow old? 
Mommy still takes some shots 
She says they help her get by 
And they seem to help some 
But later she only cries 
And daddy’s been drunk 
Going on three weeks 
And I’m still hungry
But there’s nothing to eat 
I don’t mean to bother you 
But God, is this how life is supposed to be? 
It just don’t feel right 
And it’s getting so hard to see 
We used to laugh with each other 
We were like peas in a pod 
But now we’re different 
And there’s no sparring the rod 
I think my time grows closer 
To when I’ll be under ground 
All dead and not moving 
And for sure not making a sound 
I wonder if by then 
Will they really miss me 
Or like sands on the beach 
I’ll just be history 
Well, thanks God for listening 
I’ll say goodnight once more 
And it’s alright right with me 
If this time you close that door 
You know the door I’m talking about 
Cause you showed it to me one night 
A few years ago I think it was 
When my parents started their fights 
Oh yes, I can feel you 
And thanks for all you’ve done 
And thanks for the memories 
And for this last run 
Oh yes, I know that you love me 
A lad of just four 
And I really don’t mind 
If I don’t see this world no more 
I can feel you holding me tighter 
As I lay here in my bed 
And I know I won’t wake tomorrow 
Because I know I will be dead
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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