honest answer

even though I’m weary
I cannot get myself to lie down
my mind is thinking thoughts much too dreary
and I refuse to bring ideas such as these to bed
I know all to well of their haunting abilities
how it can seep into my dreaming
and invade my peaceful trance like growing diseases
to no avail every ailment is known for unfortunate consequence
because on nights like this I feel so hallow:
void of all emotion
so please do not bother asking how I am tomorrow
for I am sure that I will not have an honest answer

The Night

His life’s not that of a fairy tale;
he has yet to see the sun clear away his storm
and no hero has saved him with epic ease,
still, his heart has remained full and warm.
He has subsisted thought the unimaginable;
sometimes barley making it out alive.
When it looked as if life would take the best of him
he proved to the world- that he would survive.

Unfortunately just as everything started to look up-
one incident sent his hope plummeting down.
Once again, it seemed as if life was just too much;
so he acted on impulse- hoping he would drown.
But by the grace of God, she was there to carry him to safety.
She is an angel. She is a friend.
And no matter what happens next, he’ll always know:
that wasn’t the night for his life to end.