BIK Writing

This piece was written while I was in the library.  It was an early morning, and I was planning on my studies.

A Miracle Thought

Sitting in the library, doing nothing,
but expecting for a miracle to happen.

Praying to God, praising the Lord,
but feeling no peace in my heart.

Revealing my feeling, telling my secrets,
but sensing only the loneliness.

Caring shown, loving known,
but fooling myself is the only thing told.

Sharing my life, daring to lie,
but ending up wasting my time.

Staring at nothing, thinking of non-sense,
but still hoping for a miracle to happen.

Burden, 1996