Prayer for the lonely

Lord, why can’t I be normal?
Why must I dream when others do?
Why must I lie fizzing, alive, when others
drift in the sleep of the dead?

God, why must I live my life alone?
Is this your plan, to make me sad,
to let me live as an echo,
and miss the deeds of a sugared love?

Please, don’t let this be
the only type of me,
an unfilled something, a missing what,
with empty days and ringing heart
and nothing left but me, apart.

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