Heal me

World within world we walk through in our minds. No destination , no sense of time. Wonder around with no place to be, yet need to get there just to feel free.

My heart has been wounded, and my pride fallen flat, yet pick myself up and choose another path. When filled with pain and despair, I feel as if I am losing my hair. slowly falling to the floor, no re-attachment, no way to repair.

Slowly as the setting sun falls, I close my eyes, and think ever so sweetly, tomorrow will be better. As my breathing slows and tries to quite the mind, I feel a certain peace, and hope. Drifting to sleep on a soft spill of light, suddenly my mind takes off in flight.

A whirlwind to be certain no landing to be seen, off and running from what could be a dream. No way to tell what would have been, no answer to say all will be well.

The promise of sleep, so rudely disrupted. crawl from my bed to get coffee started. Start the day many hours to early, feeling zombie-like as the fog has not yet lifted.

Splash water on my face, to clear the last thought, of a sweet little nap. Up and moving so slow and unsure, to get the things done for my daily chores. Check each box in my head, as the little tasks are complete, and I get closer to bed.

Now as the dinner is complete, I sit to relax, and doze for a bit. A little cat-nap is all I get for the running has started and rest I will not get. Try as I might I just can not complete, the task that needs to be checked off in my head.

Pain each day, and every single night, I just cannot reach the salvation I seek. Someday soon, I pray for the answer, to find the solution. The pain will fade, and the mind may even clear. Please let me find my answer.

I seek only for a small bit of ease, please oh please that one last box, let me put the check in that one little box. I crave for the day when the mission is completed. To say even just a little, I can have hope for completion.

The mission you wonder, what could it be? It is not easy but it just to heal me.