Endless.... from Penelope

Endless days and sleepless nights Hours drag past in such confusion. The sun sets, the moon rises; It all seems but an illusion. The clock ticking loudly there Mocking me with each minute passing. Seems louder in the dark of night The sound of it harrassing. To capture a moment in time to adjust My mind I need to clear So that I can return to you With only love and not fear. Fear creeps in late at night And I find it paralyzing To lay in bed and think and then I start analyzing. A road well-traveled and well-known I have been this way before This time I know when I depart It will be forever more. A step off of the beaten path Will find me on new ground. But the thought of leaving now Makes my heavy heart pound. So I lay awake endless nights Mapping out my life Trying to find one of hope And not of endless strife.

Title: *Endless*	Author: *Penelope*
Date Written: *August 28, 1998*	Comments: Click on the to send your feedback or comments. The author welcomes your email.

Amateur Poetry