Prayer Unheard

My eyes for utter darkness gape
‘Cause fondly is the night in crape
My ears to boundless silence hark
There is no singing of the lark
My hart still pounds in the chest
For rest…You hear - It longs for rest…
Can I redeem myself from birth?
Death – the fulfillment of thy curse
Then help me to exhale the soul
To pour it out with the flow
The flow of tears - with tears I pray…
Please, raise my hand - and cut to slay,
With pain to merge, with blood to flee
From jail of life and yet from thee
‘cause  I can see my own trend
The end, my God… I see the end…
Thou know it too - it is as far
As this ambiguous scarlet scar
That comes from hart to reach the wrist
A scar of lips grins at the priest…
Away the priest! He clowns the sooth
With forged tongue,
His poisonous tooth
Pierces so deep inside to kill
Thy little wish, my greatest will…
Down on my knees- Oh God, save me!
I put my sufferings in a plea…
Do not save me. Be cruel and just
But BE, I beg thou, BE at last!