Somewhere between the depths of the night where the silence of my mind becomes my sight.
I feel at ease again, I feel at peace.
The endlessness of it all is finally released.
For a moment all the questions, decisions and fears...
Flee from me for a second...
No frustrations, complications...
Or tears.
I can breathe without thinking...
No sinking feeling inside.
How I miss this feeling of comfort.
I admit. I confide.
These days of speed where I now belong.
Force me to pretend that I am forever strong.
One hurdle after another running uphill.
I trip, stumble and fall but try to carry on still.
The truth is I am tired of this endless fight.
Of always trying to do what is right.
For I leave myself forever behind.
I see it all in the silence of my mind.
And I can’t change what I am...
My faith is loaded within a fools dice.
I feel this life to me...
Is one long sacrifice.
I watch all I’ve wanted come and then go.
Inside the bitter truth haunts me and I know.
That I am simply destined to walk this path helping others to seek, comfort and find.
I see it all so clearly in the silence of my mind.
And what for me do I learn from this Journey of mine.
I am now shown in this silence, in this stillness of time.
To walk on with tired faith, to flow with the wind where I’m blown...
To be strong, independent, and used to being alone.
As I pour out another drink to try to quieten all I think...
I stare into candle flame see only memories that replay.
Inside my heart questions is it all worth the cost.
It’s times like this all I truly feel is on my own and lost.
Before I know it the night is gone and the sun begins to rise.
Like the truth that grows up through a beautiful bed of lies.
I make my way through the day keeping busy so I don’t find...
The honesty that returns to me at night in the silence of my mind.
About the Creator
Steven Baldry
I have been writing Poetry since I was a teenager. Now in my late thirties I enjoy it more than ever. I find it a wonderful release and it helps me to free my mind and understand myself and my emotions.
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