January 9, 2012

Late Night Poetry

 Last night I was laying there battling with falling asleep and these are just some words that kept flowing through my head.




Inside
So far inside there is a mess
So I must confess and get this off my chest
My heart breaks
As my soul continues to ache
With its inner most questions go with unknown answers

Ponder
Often I ponder
And thy brain will wander
From where is thy love
And than I draw a line
To only remember that
Thy divine love is from no one else but the man above

My Own Prison
Alone is where I keep
My thoughts run through me oh so deep
The shadows often sit quietly and continue to weep
Still my secrets are held in deep
So dark and alone unable to see the light

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