My One Prayer

The sprouted seed Grown from need Because of what I had to be. Getting strong from being beat Refusing to fall after being told I’m only meat. So now I can be what no one was for me. Encouraging, hopefully, or at least some small light. Returning hope to those who lose sight. Because though I had help through some of what life brings I remember canyon walls when I was lost simply echoing. The cracked lips, the baking sun Looking for guidance from anyone. In a valley knowing nothing but heat. Smoldering sandstone under my feet. And yes, though I eventually found my own way, Being hopelessly lost in yourself isn’t a thing on my nemesis I would pray. It was hard to find a way out And though it was dry I still nearly drowned. It wasn’t as though I was without Plenty of waters, they’re simply called self doubt. So I hope to be a guide, or at least show some ways to some eyes You’ll at least say I tried, in my attempts there are no lies. Because I know how hard it can be. So I will strive to be what no one was for me.