I lie in bed
Staring at the ceiling.
I feel the darkness rising
The lonely aching emptiness
Carving out my soul.
I curl into a ball
Hope to smother the pain.
My heart is pounding
Squeezed by a tight fist.
Tear began to well in my eyes.
Heat flushes across my skin.
So I rise
And I flee.
I run and I swim.
I walk.
I practice Tai Chi.
I try to escape my demons.
Try to escape my pain.
Try to escape loneliness.
It always returns.
I cry out to Lord
“Please lead me
To better days
Soon”