I have no choice but to give this voice,
I can't sleep at night,
So I get up to write,
It's the same old fight,
Sometimes I even wonder if I'm doing alright,
Do I need you or something else?
Or do I need both?
Is there to many I's in this poem?
My mind roams and wonders.
But it isn't that,
That is bothering me,
You see,
I'm in need of something I can't get,
At least not yet.
Or sometimes I wonder,
If ever?
Or Lord do you use this as a lever?
To make seek you more?
Or is this chore?
Made to cause this individual pre torment, for the day of hell?
I want to go to heaven,
So I tell myself, this will pass.
God you will take this from me,
So that this torment won't last.
Authors Notes:
This poem is about 3 things that bother me the most. And tonight, they wouldn't allow me to sleep. So I got up, and wrote this.
- G2G, Monday November 23rd, 2009
