In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on. - Robert Frost.
If I could figure out only one thing in this crazy, inexplicable life, it would be the road to your heart, where I long to be forever.
As I lay me down to sleep,
The wounds of time run gravely deep
But as I dream in thoughts of you,
A peace of Heaven filters through.
As I wake from precious sleep,
I struggle as the demons creep,
Back to take the Heaven there,
Against my will, into their lair.
And now, as sleep's a memory,
I loathe this penitentiary
For it's dark walls cannot erase,
The lonely nights without your grace.
But time, it breezes by with haste,
As precious hours, we freely waste
And as the blackness gathers near,
I step inside, bereft of fear.
So, as I lay me down to sleep,
I marvel at a love so deep
And though your heart may not be mine,
My Heaven comes, til night's deadline.
The End(thank God!).