S i l e n c e !

I have tried to speak up more, God
My mouth keeps scrambling for words it never used to ask
Several times tears rolled down my cheek
And my heart bursts out, living my body without life and my mind connected to you
If brokenness is a criterion for worship
Then I shouldn’t envision to be restored

I have lost shape within this box
Could you please look towards my direction this onetime?
This aggravated burden, pull
I am being drowned in confusion, I’m overwhelmed
Just this once respond
Please, no more silence, God!
It doesn’t look good on me

by ADEMOLA ADESHINO

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