beneath unanswered skies

In the quiet of the night, I cry,  

Words spill from lips that no one replies.  

I’ve begged, I’ve whispered, I’ve asked, I’ve tried,  

But the heavens above stay dark and wide.  

They tell me, "Just call for His name and pray"  

But it feels like a game I don’t know how to play.  

Hoping for answers that will never arrive,  

Wishing for solace in a world I can't survive.

I’ve been asking for peace, I’ve even pleaded for grace,  

And yet silence echoes in this empty space.  

A god who seems so distant, way beyond my reach,  

Yet they say I should believe, and He will teach.  

How long must I exactly wait, how long must I pray, 

When all I receive is this disquieting sway?  

I’m tired of asking and waiting in vain,  

Or searching for light in a world full of pain.

Perhaps it’s not Him who is silent and cold,  

But the ones who believe and who never have told  

The truth of the struggles, the doubt, the despair—  

That maybe our prayers don’t reach Him anywhere.