Looking up to the high heavens,
asking thy Lord how could this have happened.
With my knees upon the cold, wet grass,
and a hand resting on her solid granite tombstone,
begging thy lord to tell me that this is just a dream.
Sweat and tears,
mixing into one.
Tears and sweat,
dripping off my face like rain drops.
Knowing that he can see my loss,
knowing that my fear is running through his blood.
Hoping and praying,
that he could undo this death,
just praying and hoping that he could take my life instead.
Firstly, did you know that "thy" actually means "your"? If so, cool. Anyway, I just added and cut a few bits like you asked! Here it is:
Looking up to the high heavens,
asking thy Lord why?
With cold grass burning my knees
and a hand resting on her solid granite tombstone,
begging thy Lord to wake me from this dream.
Sweat and tears,
mixed into one.
Tears and sweat,
falling from my face like rain drops.
Knowing that he can see my loss,
knowing that my fear is running through his blood.
Hoping and praying,
that he could undo this death,
that he could take my life instead.
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