Lonely Nights Poem by Saeed Gomez

Sometimes the night seems like your only best friend sometimes. No vices, no sleep, just me and the good old friend Jesus by my side. How silent he is, listening to my heart. As if he wants to corner me, ready for his embrace. Sometimes my life, I can't find anyone nor would I desire to burden such a person. If a woman can barely handle my brokenness how much more a man. I ponder how to vent. To pray it out. Endless conversations to talk about. My mind has swallowed the bitter truth. For I am nothing indeed without the Lord. Where can I go? Where can I run? Why can't I change the channel. I paint a pretty picture with words, but can you spot the tears with the lines. The drops of blood, the restless nights. My hope is in God somehow, I can't complain. I'm not permitted to. It's too good even if it is out of our due diligence. Somehow there is food. Somehow I have a half gas tank. When did I stop fighting for my cause. Am I drunk in hopes for the near future or am I asleep as the rocky mountain. When will I awake, my heart asks itself. For now, this life is a dreams to reality game I'm still playing my knight piece trying to defeat that queen, I am a numb-hearted soul. As cold as ice. Lord make tender again. Another night with Jesus.