You were a story
I heard a million times.
You were a verse
I was forced to memorize.
And I wrote about You
even though I didn’t know You;
you were a created fantasy
not the one true God.
I spent too much time
praying these tearful pleas
and never waiting for
your answer in silence.
If you spoke,
would I even hear You?
If you touched my heart,
would I even notice?