Ready

The prayers
Fell back on me
Like hail
Pounding my flesh
Stinging me with
Every painful memory
Of moments that were
Now lost
Tainted by mistakes
Painful burning memories
So I guess
If I keep tying rocks to my prayers
So they don’t even get to God
I will just lay here
Listening to the prayerful purrs
If my cat
For comfort
Until I am ready

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