No Peace

Crying into my pillow each night Tears for a sorrow that burns like an acid Eating it’s way through my senses..through my soul. The pain sears through me like burning coals No peace. Hard to get my mind clear and rational To put those things into perspective.. Or so I am told by well-meaning others who do not know, The suffering of my existence; my inability to cope No peace. My head throbs in almost a familiar rhythm A melody of self-pity, for regret, for salvation And the tears, still flowing, now echoed with muffled sobs For the agony is nearly more than I can withstand No Peace. I pray to a God I do not know, nor care to But no one else is there to listen to my pleas for comfort To make right all those mistakes As there are so many choices and I haven made the wrong ones No Peace So the God I do not acknowledge, lies silent in the stillness And the burning within begins to subside As grateful sleep falls upon me at last Until another night comes, and the thoughts begin again No Peace.