This candle is burning at both ends
Pulled in too many directions
My spirit is waning
So tired I want to rest
Can’t sleep when I do
finally laying down
Too many questions
racing through my head
Decisions to be made
Praying for guidance
A sentinel to keep watch
Protection from errors
The path has too many bends
Too many boulders in the road
No bridge to cross the river
Did I make the wrong turn?
How did I get off track?
No answers come!
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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