Another night in this empty bed,
"Oh, God, please watch over her--"
the voices cry, plead in my head.
"Keep her safe from the evil night--"
This paradise becomes a void:
"Please let her come back home again--"
sullen, angry, and paranoid.
"Turn these tears to strength I pray--"
Melancholia wakes me in the night,
"Help me be a better man--"
no words are held in dimmest light.
"For her, help me to understand--"
As light slips in and woos the dark,
"Acceptance grant me, help me know--"
I close my eyes to sleep.
"But if you can't, then let us go."
Amen

01/22/2008

Posted on 01/22/2008
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