Friday, June 24, 2011

Some days

Some days feel like they will never end.
Some days, I feel tired, aimless and so lonely.
Those days, I mess up badly, lovers get hurt, and friends are just not enough.
Some days last for weeks.

I lift my eyes to the mountains, but they are nowhere to be seen.
My heart is as dry as the season
Maybe hope will spring again like the Congolese hills
But tonight I just feel empty.

Let me sleep at your feet.
Just let me sleep.

1 comment:

suz said...

Oh friend. I've been there. My heart is with you.