Bow

In the hopelessness of today, I bow in prayer

Seeking refuge from this dull pain in my chest

Laying my forehead on the ground, thinking of being reduced to such low levels

And yet rising up, high, in the eyes of God

I am not deeply religious, but today I seek something from Him

Respite? Some assurance that the darkness will go away?

I fold my hands, and tears appear

Are they mine?

I bowed down in front of God, please relieve me of this pain

When I rose, I was alone, as alone as a withered rose in Autumn

Light was out, and I was in the dark.

Waiting for an answer, waiting for him.