The Distance Poem by Sandra jacks

I pray,
That I may pray...again,
God help me find my way again....
Amidsts the rubble of my ruin.

This life that has been bought...and sold
And bought and sold....again
When will true peaceful flight,
Bring me out of this dark night...my friend

Again I say these things to you,
In all lostness of that which was once true...
Working on the broken parts...of me..
That never quite grew to help this...heart...in me....

All of those things,
Holding me back,
Unable to move forward,
Always on the attack,
My weapon and my whole existence,
Within a lie,
Destroyed within and instance...I die

Who could believe these words of mine,
The wind is there but sees no passerby...
The brain is thinking but no one sees it...
The heart is best beating...but no one beats it...

Again I ask forgiveness God,
My plea is the I was once lost,
My darkness it calls to me now,
My light... It burns through me now...
My hope is gone although I try...
My darkness it pushes me by....

Why is it so cold in here,
It chills me to the bone,
The coolness is not in the air...
But in my heart...alone...