Lake of the Night

I was a fool, fooling myself
that I was okay
that I was strong enough
to live another day

For when I was me
stripped away from aids of help
when I stood on my own
It wasn't long before I fell

Permanance, it is
a permanent grief
living in a constant state of
tragedy, loss, trial.....

A tormented mind
without comprehension
of the things that I know
and I wonder aimlessly
for a fringe of the next life
for a glimpse of hope
that I will be new
that somehow
I will make it through

Yet here I sit
in my window of anguish
blessings a plenty
though broken in spirit
so that I cannot see
I cannot fly.....

O Lord! Will thou bring me again
to that foolishness of before
when I believed in what I know
and comfort was mine

Will Thou rescue me
from the rantings of my mind
that I may endure
and bear up all that comes my way

Wilt Thou pull me
from this lake of fear

for I am drowning......

© Dawn Michelle, All rights reserved June 13 2013