I Need a Miracle (Journal Entry)


I need a miracle. Not the kind that manifests out of the cool night air and spins wool into gold. That would be like candied apples for my already rotten soul. I need a miracle. The kind that opens my eyes so I can see, unclogs my ears so I can hear, and strengthens my legs so I can walk the narrow path that leads to the pearly gate.

I need a miracle. For my eyes are so heavy from the weight of the world, the only light I see reflects off my cell. As I shiver in darkness and wait for a sign. I listen but can’t hear the truth of the times. My heart has grown cold and I can’t understand why pain is my pleasure with that beer in my hand.

I walk then I stumble. I stand then I fall. I need a miracle now as I crash through the wall.

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