Bedtime prayers

Dear God.

Seriously.
won't you just set me free?

this is a special kind of misery that I

willingly drown in hopes of something

that never comes.

dear god take this cup - that is, what he said was it not?

yes,take this cup and beating heart,

that dares to dream and dance and kneel before

altars of men who couldn't be bothered

to connect the dots

between what is and what is not.

And,while you're at it take my eyes

so that i am not undone

by their trickery,

which tells me smiles have hidden truths

or the magic to undo

that old devils work.

Dear God won't you release me.

i speak to you as though you were real.

if you were perhaps i'd find

that prayers of this kind

were answered.