2 am

Startled you sit
Alone you think
And sadly you ponder

Question your life
Doubt your decisions
And try to calm yourself

Lie about lies
Cry about obstacles
And wonder which way is up

But, at 2 am
When you’re by yourself
And when you’ve look deep within

Think about pasts
Create false futures
And make life imaginary

Consider deathly options
Revert back to former pains
And digest present circumstances

Cuddle soaked pillows
Scream silently to no one
And linger on faith-based trust

And, at 2 am
When you can’t do it alone
Know that He is there

MS 8/14/07