Drifting

I wish that I could close the door

Upon this life, that gives such pain.

Find myself on a distant shore.

At another place and start again.

Each night I lay in bed awake

Sleep evades my tired soul

Pain not dulled by the pills I take.

I sink into a hellish hole.

Memories drift from long ago

Of all the times, I loved and lost.

I drifted as with the river’s flow

I never stopped to count the cost.

I sometimes feel the evening chill,

As twilight sets upon my soul

Soon night will come to steal my will

I’ll drift to a place where I will be whole.

I turn and look upon her face.

I trace the contours within my mind.

Upon her cheek a kiss I place,

Within my heart, her love I find.

At last, I’m drifting off to sleep

Spiraling down into the night

Into the darkness, sinking deep.

I drift toward the morning light.

R A Spicer © 25 May 2004