Saturday, 5 November 2011

Dear Jesus,

If you're there, please make me invisible. Make me disappear.

Remind me always that I'm worthless, so that I can be docile and obedient and not speak out of turn. So that I don't protest when I'm hurt or offended. Make me believe my thoughts are nothing, too wretched to use in combat or conversation.

Make me empty instead of overflowing, impassive instead of animated. Take away the fire in my soul and dull my spirit. Make my eyes flat, my tongue quiet and my hands still.

If you answer one prayer of mine, let it be this one. Take my intensity and give me indifference. 


1 comment:

Anaddicted said...

Love the way you write!