Consolation Morning

 

How much can I give?

I took the morning’s rest,

but didn’t sleep a bit,

so caught up in myself.

If I can’t find my way,

I’ll be here for a year.

Another wasted day,

a lifetime of fear.

I can’t console myself

and you are not here.

I pass the time

asking questions,

but the answers,

I can’t hear.

 

I keep the lights on,

so you might find a home.

I know you’re out there,

just as I am,

frightened and alone.

So confusing

and so hard

sometimes,

not to lose hope.

Asking me

who you are

seems to leave us both

far away and unknown.

The one thing

that I know,

is that it’s easy to live

if we could just let go.

 

 

HG – 2020

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