At last, It's finally in my grasp-
May I now lay my head down and rest?
I've endured so much suffering and pain
Is this truly my last test?
I'd be lying if I said I didn't want it to end
After all, my sorrow has stayed with me through it all
Like a good, cherished friend.
So maybe my better judgement I'll ignore,
And forget about this final test that lays before-
Because "I have nothing but my sorrow..."
"And I want nothing more."
Dec 2, 2025
Dec 2, 2025 at 2:57 PM UTC
At last, It's finally in my grasp-
May I now lay my head down and rest?
I've endured so much suffering and pain
Is this truly my last test?
I'd be lying if I said I didn't want it to end
After all, my sorrow has stayed with me through it all
Like a good, cherished friend.
So maybe my better judgement I'll ignore,
And forget about this final test that lays before-
Because "I have nothing but my sorrow..."
"And I want nothing more."
This is a poem inspired by Francis Jamme's "Prayer for Loving Sorrow"
