“You have a lot of pride,” my sister said,
Like always, she cannot tell what’s missing.
My sister, college-fled and parent-led,
You never saw the discomfort lurking.
I ache for the dawn and pray for the end,
Because it’s times like these where I can’t think.
Solitude taught (with me I can’t contend)
That night waits for me, in darkness I sink.
I’m weak and sorry to those I befriend –
Dear God! I pray for blissful rest and peace,
And something for my worried heart to mend.
I’d take a quiet mind, even for lease.
Hush my tense thoughts and please banish my fright,
I just want to make it all through the night.
Mar 13, 2017
Mar 13, 2017 at 11:03 PM UTC
“You have a lot of pride,” my sister said,
Like always, she cannot tell what’s missing.
My sister, college-fled and parent-led,
You never saw the discomfort lurking.
I ache for the dawn and pray for the end,
Because it’s times like these where I can’t think.
Solitude taught (with me I can’t contend)
That night waits for me, in darkness I sink.
I’m weak and sorry to those I befriend –
Dear God! I pray for blissful rest and peace,
And something for my worried heart to mend.
I’d take a quiet mind, even for lease.
Hush my tense thoughts and please banish my fright,
I just want to make it all through the night.
