A Late Night Poem



To the days I say,

Come as you will,

I feel I have a void to fill

It is a hunger I cannot feed,

A glimpse,

A hole,

A fault,

A need...

Perhaps for purpose,

 a reason why,

Or ways to help the time fly by

Or else to keep it,

Here, 

right now,

A quiet thought,

A soft, sweet sigh


I bathe and sleep my fears away,

My shaky nerves,

And furrowed brow

Today was better than yesterday,

Though honestly,

I don't know how


I hummed a song,

I drank some tea,

I soaked it up,

I let things be,

But really what surprises me,

Is how little it took,

To feel so free.