Miranda Hornung

Copic markers and pencil on paper. 9 in by 12 in. Illustrated by Katharen Hedges.

[Copic markers and pencil on paper. 9 in by 12 in. Illustrated by Katharen Hedges.]

But Yet I Pray

The thoughts that cannot escape my mind

Pounding and ringing in my ears, never ending

Though I try to capture perfection,

When the desire is unfulfilled

All my demons arise, struggling

Light is dim and air dense

Gasping for relief takes all I have

Each day more daunting than before

But yet I pray

For a change to come, to appear

and save me like a hero

The things that are unchangeable though

Force me to see my hope is diminishing

For the realization of acquiring what I crave

Is merely only a fantasy, one unattainable

But yet I pray

For the lifting of the darkness that plagues me

Feeling as though I am drifting out at sea

With no to rescue me, wait

No one that cares

even though they say they do

So misunderstood

It’s almost funny though

How one thing can exert an inward force

One not to be reckoned with, upon me

Relinquishing my ability to function

But yet I pray

For that precious light

To be exalted upon me, filling me

Until I no longer see or hear

The thoughts that cannot escape my mind

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