Inner peace,
Is what I crave.
Like a drug addict,
Craving their fix.
Fighting a daily battle,
Within this vessel of mine.
Struggling to stay focused,
Is there hope, can you give me a sign.
Not knowing how much longer,
That i will be able to hold on.
Not wanting to let go of my dream,
Is there hope beyond.
Inner peace is what I crave,
I feel like I'm failing life's test.
Inner peace, is it possible,
Or will it come when I take my last breathe.
Theresa McLaughlin
Copyright �2002 Theresa McLaughlin
