Poetry of a Lifetime

Unseen Truth

As I go running from here
Running to get away from fear
Searching for a bright white light
Without having to get in a fight
Perilous is living this life
Everyday living in strife
Through the tears of this cry
Always praying so that I could die
So I could go to that place
Look upon that lovely face
And rest eternally in a bed
As if I were dead
As I sleep were those morn
They are the ones who shall be torn
Now that im frightfully gone
Forever I shall be fearfully lone