I can't seem to sleep, unsurprisingly enough.
These thoughts just refuse to leave me alone & it's bugging the hell out of me.
I mean I tried everything: reading a boring book, watching dull infomercials, counting sheep, browsing the lamest internet sites, yet I am not the least bit tired.
Perhaps I shouldn't have taken that "power nap" today... maybe it screwed up my sleeping routine =\ Oh brother.
Well, since I can't get any rest, I thought I might as well write this poem/letter to a certain someone. They know who they are, even though they cannot read this and might never be able to. Here goes nothin'.
So helpless, so blessed
Yet innocent and loving
You have no say in what goes on
Your future is in my hands now
I look to the sky and ask for help
...No answer.
I close my eyes and pray to the Lord for wisdom
Still, I am lost and do not know where to turn
I seek purity and guidance, strength and control
Where now?
To send you away or keep you all to myself
Is a question entirely too huge for me alone
I have months to determine your goings on
So fear not, little one, you're in good hands
And no matter what, you shall always have God
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