Tossing and Turning, For You
I’m running away from this world
until I reach a point
where the screams of
unfulfilled souls
falling short of their purpose
can no longer pierce
the sanctuary of my spirit
…and when I get there
maybe, I’ll get the
first good night’s sleep
I’ve had in a lifetime
God knows I need it…
Posted on July 25, 2012, in Poetry and tagged god, Night, Sleepless, soul, Spirit. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
nicely written.. 🙂
Thank you.. I truly appreciate it..