Colin F. Jones

WHO AM I PRAYING TO?

Who am I’m praying too,
What is your purpose; what do you do.
You are just a place a hole in space
That I toss my wishes through.
I trust you because you’re not there,
Though you are spread out everywhere,
So what I can’t see can’t bother me,
So all my secrets we can share.
No matter what I relate,
You can’t argue nor debate,
So all my ills I lend to you,
All my remorse and hate.
… and that I could not pretend,
Could find a better fate