Endless

Spending the hours day after day avoiding certain utterances But it’s increasingly constant and becomes ever more difficult not to notice. And the regrets they grow to enormous proportions; Believing more should have gotten done. And the nights continue to roll on; As does the obvious unlikelihood of a coming slumber. When it’s time let me be; In a place where it goes on forever; Like a moment in life; Where time has no end. And love always is; And always has been. So now practicality dictates that I take this to my bed; Because if rest should come; There’s always tomorrow; And tomorrow is yet one more new beginning; Where compassion, humor and leaps of faith; Happen every day