Only Sleep
I’m drowning in a sea of indecision;
not knowing where to go;
every life must face constant revision;
suffering wind driven snow.
It seems a season of inclement weather;
my path is slippery and steep;
this journey feels it will last forever;
peace only comes with sleep.
In my dreams, I look out, far ahead;
wondering where my future lie;
little is achieved; while lying in bed;
failures are not reasons to cry.
Failure is the season; all must go through;
in its darkness, we cry;
only by failures, can all be made new;
it is the reason we die.
Around me, I see both laughter and tears;
people living, devoid of purpose;
hidden in the laughter; I sense their fears;
they dare not allow them to surface.
I see the pictures, flow through my mind;
of those I love; gone on ahead;
temporarily, I feel as though left behind;
tho I’ll soon be there, instead.
Life is a pilgrimage, through stormy weather;
its forests are dark and deep;
love is the bond that links us forever;
there is no death; only sleep.
Monty 5/15/24. # 2,112