Late at night
while waiting for dreams
I linger upon my waking hours
trying to understand my life.
I recall the questions
but the answers
never appear,
I recall the confusion
but things are never
so clear.
Take my hand and lead me,
guide me through my waking hours.
I pray for a love to come into my life
hold me when I cry
and laugh with me
when I find life too funny
not to laugh out loud.
There’s so much I could ask for,
so much I could ask forgiveness for,
but all I really need is love
and someone to hold me at night.
Late at night
alone in bed I wonder
if I’ll be forever alone,
I wonder if I’ll be on my own
the rest of my waking life.
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