A song starts me humming,
the beat brings me memories
& I wonder when I was younger
if I would ever find myself
closer to an answer, some solace
that would secure a bit of haven.
I scream myself to sleep,
wearied, wounded, & ready
for what my dreams might bring;
hoping this time it might be a balm
to soothe this restlessness.
20 years & I ask
what has changed?
- January 29, 2011
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20 years &
this song starts me humming,
the beat bringing memories
of when I was younger & wondered
if I would ever find myself closer
to the answers or some slice of solace.
Tonight, I give myself to sleep
a not-much-wiser man wearied, but ready,
for the clues my dreams might bring;
hoping that time might bring a balm
to soothe my restlessness.
- Revised April 16, 2011
Ooh I like both the original and the revised edition.