Saturday, December 7, 2013

(96) Clear

There are about a million words
Running through my head
They zoom down to my heart
& flicker back again
The heat, this strange new bed
Anything to avoid
The homesick & the dread
All these strung along projects
All these half finished plans
How will I ever be whole again
Please God, fill the empty spaces
& the aching lonely nights
Cleanse away the memories,
the angry words, the fights
Help me find peace where you've led me
So I can build a home & put down roots
I just want a place to belong 

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