Erin is a writer and content creator from Georgia, United States. She loves coffee, books, and puppies.
I lie awake thinking of all I have and have not done,
Heavy under the weight of what I let myself become,
Though the shadows cover me, I still find peace in the quiet,
Now I have time to untangle every thought in private,
Loneliness creeps in, creating dissonance with my natural state of reserve,
Then I remember You are always here, even if it can't be observed,
Your presence greets me when I feel the pains of regret,
And darkness doesn't overcome what the light has eclipsed,
And sometimes a winding road is straighter than a linear path,
Learning through hardships and the patience that I lack,
Though hope is not always seen clearly through obstacles I dread,
It still whispers in the quiet, calling me rest my wearied head.
Oscar Jones from Monroeville, Alabama on September 18, 2021:
it could be any one of us.. very nice!
John Hansen from Gondwana Land on September 18, 2021:
A very nice poem that I can relate to, Erin. Well-written.