Me, Myself, And Sleep Poem by Isaac Maez
Me, Myself, And Sleep
My body aches, I count my days
I feel so mortal, in many ways
I remembered when I ran and climbed
now I am happy to breathe....alive
I don't know why I feel this way
It might be my time, my time today
and when I lay me down to sleep
I pray dear Lord, my soul you keep
Monday, June 12, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: introspection
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