Heavenly Poem by Lauren Miller

Every night before I laid my heavy head to settle upon a nights unrest
I used to pray and wish upon stars
That one day I'd discover that I had no scars
Those wasted prayers were the answer
To my bed of questions, that my God didn't exist
I used to tell myself perhaps he's not listening today

Every night before I'd lay my heavy heart
I would wish upon stars and pray
That God would work me into a piece of art

Every night before I'd lay my soul to ground
I would constantly question all that surrounds
I'd pray that tomorrow I may wake with an Angels grace
Couldn't sing a note to save my life
I never got a choice in the matter of things
But I used to pray that tomorrow I'd wake with an Angels voice

Instead I got tears in my throat and lost all my hope
Instead my mind was covered in brutal scars
So much for wishing on stars
And praying that God would be something worth praying for