Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Fighting lonely

I'm fighting lonely,
and I find myself here again,
where I thought I'd never be again,
on this isolated island maybe I've created
in my unknowing dreams of sleeping.

I'm dreaming lonely,
dream of me, not me and you,
to find the beauty purposely placed, 
to spread the beauty purposely created
by the hands of Love, up above.

And you can tell me that you're sorry,
that you wish I wasn't lonely,
and I'd try to tell you I am sorry too,
but in the end it's all a lie.

Because when I'm fighting lonely again,
and I'm dreaming lonely once more,
then and only then
do I find You like I ever found You before. 

So now I am farther away from lonely than I ever was before.


  1. This poem makes me want to give you a big hug. Love you!

  2. aww, thanks Elizabeth. you are sweet. "So this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be." and I wouldn't trade anything I've been through and am going through now for anything in the world. through it all Jesus is my Saviour and my best friend, and nothing will ever change that and that constancy and consistency is what carries me through each and every day. God is so good.