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A Prayer Said In Twilight

by T.J. Carver

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."


Posted on 01/22/2008
Copyright © 2022 T.J. Carver

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/23/08 at 04:31 AM

Great touch and go approach. Perfect right to the end.

Posted by Erin Eymard on 03/11/08 at 08:45 PM

I remember when I found this poem on the nightstand. It sucked air out of my lungs and I had to sit for a moment to steady myself. After two months it still has the same effect. You have a wonderful way with words and you have always been the better poet of the two of us. Quit wishing to be a better man. You are a better man. You are the better person out of the two of us. You are simply put....amazing. Remember this.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 02/13/15 at 01:52 PM

lovely, in that it aches.

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