In vain, my prayer for silent slumber,
my sleep it doth evade,
unhappy thoughts, they do outnumber,
my happiness betrayed.
Dark, the hour steals, so late,
the Light it hath descended,
The fog of dreams, I doth await,
for my life to be transcended.
Heal me of my pain, O Lord!
That twists inside my soul!
Against the hurt, I beg you ward,
My heart, I plead, console!
Break these chains of mortal sins,
that strangle with their sorrow,
life anew now soon begins,
begins upon the morrow.
I wrote it... but last November when I was probably agnostic still and not yet an atheist.
2006-09-28
12:40:02
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