Caught Again Poem by Adrian Miller
Caught Again
Here I lie awake at night,
Cursing myself with all my might,
For love is pain often sought,
In which a hard lessons taught.
I hope and pray for luck at last,
Trying to escape my painful past,
For here I am, heart ensnared,
With my soul mostly bared.
So here I silently lay,
Until the coming of the day,
Trying to figure out my bothersome life,
And how to avoid further strife.
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5/4/2024 2:34:16 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The thoughts that keep our minds spinning before sleep! Nice write!