Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Forgetting To Pray

I swore I would never be like him
Not mean or spiteful
Certainly not cruel
God would save me, right?

But then I heard the same meanness
And the horribleness that was his
Come out of my mouth.
I forgot to pray, so it kept coming.

I used the words that had damaged me
Had torn me apart, had ripped out my soul
On the ones I loved the most
Forgetting to pray. Forgetting to pray.

So they ran from me as mother had run from him.
She had chosen dying as a way to leave.
They chose disappearing while I was at work.
Now, God, I am begging for your help.

Now, God, I am wanting you around.
Now, God, I am on my knees.
But is it too late?
Were my ways too cruel?

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Ronald Kent September 28, 2019 at 2:23 PM Nice prayer Caren, being human.

Mahtab Bangalee September 26, 2019 at 11:23 PM without praying a heart lives in cruel kingdom! And repentant heart sometimes gets forgiveness! Caren Krutsinger September 27, 2019 at 12:25 AM That is for sure.

Panagiota Romios September 26, 2019 at 1:58 PM Interesting one. PR Caren Krutsinger September 27, 2019 at 12:26 AM Thank you my friend. It was for a particular contest on another poetry site, so it came straight out of my imagination - I had to imagine a man like this.

Maurice Rigoler September 26, 2019 at 12:32 PM Not sure if this is confessional or not. It does, however ring with personal experience. I've written only a handful of personal experiences like this about my father, no more. Was more relieved when he died than happy. I'll say no more. / M Caren Krutsinger September 26, 2019 at 12:34 PM It was a writing PROMPT from another poetry site. Thanks for reading it.