Olga's Poetry & Thoughts

When was the last time you looked in the mirror? What were you searching for? And did it appear? Or was it faded because of the tears in your eye? Did you unroll cigarettes to make your cheek dry? In the mirror, did you see the scars on your chin? Did you tug at your wrinkles and the craters in your skin? Is that all you saw? Blank eyelids held up by a jaw? The cracks on your lips, bleeding and raw? So you search the sky for an answer But an answer to what? To an archaic question that you already forgot Where is God and why isn't he in the sky? Why can't he sing you a sweet lullaby? He would tell you to not look at the stars at all For God is right here, in the mirror on your wall You ask him questions in your sleep, and he replies By showing his image of forgiveness in your eyes So when you look in the mirror, don't think of the image as flawed Because you're your own saviour; Only you can find God

I draw circles on my arms when I am bored I lay on the grass and I smile to the Lord Who may exist only in my head A flimsy deception hung by a thread I've been in a plane and looked to the sky Searching for angels that might pass me by But all I saw were clouds, empty and thick It seems for my whole life I've been tricked If God exists and is on the lookout for me Where was He when I was on a killing spree? Was He eating biscuits and drinking tea? When I cried and I lied, where was He? All I want is for Him to send me a sign A supernatural presence from the divine I want this mint tea to turn into red wine I want all the stars to shine and align All I want, dear Lord, is just one sign Philosophy class taught me there is no God The teachings and prayers are nothing but fraud A delusion that only the peasants applaud As any person could see that the bible is flawed Yet I want to believe that He really is here That my life has...