Anna Commer


Art

Writing

At the very end of all, the story begins...

Now I’m opened. I’m now too obvious, too predictable, too candid. Beauty of secrets is no longer in my possession. I’m uncovered. And I don’t like that.

My Indifference

As long as I don’t stand with frozen eyes / And look at You, You hanging on the cross / Where You have made the difference of life.

You Are Not My Savior

You look directly in the eyes of who I am, / Not noticing I’m screaming out for love. / Calamity of mine might matter not to them, / But it was you who called himself a “friend”.

A Thousand Of Reasons To Smile

And, strangely, – a heart broken down. / A smile is found in that, too. / For always, I know, when we can’t make a sound, / There’s someone to help see us through.

Merry Christmas, Merry Christ (CONTINUED)

That’s why I’m praying, writing you a letter… / “Merry Christmas,” calm, I say to you tonight…

Write For Me

I come to You just as I am, / But I don’t want to leave the same.

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