my weary soul dreads the nights
full of haunts and bitter frights
of laughter, hugs, and smiling faces
drifting alone to faraway places
from dreams of life with little ones
an endless stream of reruns
i try with all my might
to find the glory in god’s light
i beg my god to comfort me
but he never hears my plea
my yearning tears a hole
in the fabric of my soul
to hold them near
or perhaps disappear
to set them free
of all that’s me
to grow beyond
my bond
due to
my luv 4 u
longing for you
June 23, 2012 by Wade
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