Make It Stop

So, it’s true that God feels our pain too
and I have been like this since the year began,
first, it was the quirkiness in the way people make you trust them,
then love letters that lead to nowhere
and numerous outs and negatives
meanwhile, I haven’t stopped praying.
Even while I’m thinking out loud the Carpenter outside still hits the hammer
and it aches my heart as bad is it does my head.
I am tired,
the pain keeps increasing
the tears are unceasing.
Dear God, if you’re listening and still have ears for a pitiful sinner like me
then please make all of this hurt stop.
Halt it for a while, let me feel the breeze of peace
let me jump high in happiness and fall deeply in love.
I am tired.

Ruddapoet