Hiya people:) OK so this is my second story(well poem) and it's the prayer I kept going on about in She'll need to pray tonight. So enjoy and please read and review. :)


I don't know if you can here me. Or if you even care.
I don't know if you're interested in my little prayer.
Yes, I know she wouldn't beat me if I acted how I should.
Am I really just that evil? Or am I misunderstood?

I get so sick of being a failure every in every way.
I feel so worn from the constant battle,and think of giving up each day.
I know I'm far from perfect, that I can't deny.
But she makes me feel like a waste of space. I really can't get by.

Does this all sound familiar? Have you heard it all before?
Do you see things every day that shock you to the core?
Why do you allow such suffering?
Can't you stop it all?
Though I don't pray as much as I should, will you please answer my call?

Lord I know I'm being selfish, but please do one of two things for me.
Please help me be safe, help me be free. Please help me get away from Hecketty.
Or let me escape from my plight and send your angels for me tonight.
Show me the mercy I won't find on earth.
Father take my soul for what it's worth.