With my pen, my words bleed
I pray God to have my soul keep
with my paper, I shall weep
I pray God to keep me if I die in my sleep

Then shall start writing vivid memories
I pray God to save this dying sheep
No man can stop this growing seed
I pray God to help me before I bleed

Even if the tides went high and my journey went low
I pray God to lead me on the right street
And if I die, atleast let me do my shoe's bow
I pray God to save my soul and have my body weep


@BluInk18 #writers_prayer