some nights I'd cry out defiantly
challenging the truth, whatever it may be
to simply come on out and hit me
throw me out of this mental misery
but then the possibilities flood me
drowning me with fears of what could be
then in retreat I'd sob silently
praying to Him for some leniency
.............................................................
(2 more days)
I can't sleep.
Keep picturing myself...
Lying on the cold bed...
Then sitting all by myself...
Just waiting alone and in dread...
Wishing for some company...
Yet convincing myself that I'd rather be in solitary.
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