I am so tired

of the endless chatter

and all the unnecessary clatter.

I need to find peace,

and all of the strife to cease.

I can’t take it anymore.

I am tempted to walk out the door.

I need a break at least

from all of this turmoil 

that is really a beast.

I feel like laying in the bed

in a big ole heap

and just sleep and sleep.

Sleep is the only time

I am truly at ease.

There has got to be something

that will help, oh please.

This life can be so burdensome.

My wish is that things

wouldn’t seem so glum.

Happiness and contentment

is all I have ever strived for,

but something has always

stood in the way

of me opening the door.

There has got to be

a way for making this wish come true.

The answer to that,

I know, is to pray.

It’s funny, I know the answer,

but have failed

to enforce it into my life,

or to pray harder

as an enhancer

that the answer

will finally be understood

and taken to heart.

This could change the whole setting

putting a stop to all my needless fretting,

and showing that good things come to those who wait.

So I must be patient

as I wait for that date,

when my life shall become

more tolerable and easier to manage,

stopping all of the hurtful damage.