Sinful Thoughts
Restless minds of eternal thoughts.
Even in sleep,
They resurface as dreams.
Pause;
A while to ponder.
Instead they zoom right in,
Causing havoc between dreams and reality.
What have I done?
I am the Alpha of my thoughts,
Although my Omega needs to be sought.
‘Oh lord!’ is my cry,
‘End this weariness,’
‘Show me the light.’
For;
I am being tormented;
By my own mind.
Rolyvianne Simanu.
Copyright © Rolyvianne Simanu | Year Posted 2019
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