To god I speak
He said.
And I am not even mad.
I just don't understand,
how god doesn't already know what is deep in your heart.
With words being unspoken.
People easily know when you lie,
so how can god not?
I am not even mad,
I am just sad.
That you don't even know.
Who god is.
I felt that day bad,
revealing my shed,
but I needed that,
to tell people,
that
they
are
not
alone
Copyright © Adna Demiri | Year Posted 2024
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