All I want

I got asked a few days what I want to do.
And I had no answers.
I don’t really have any goals or dreams left.
Too many shattered hopes.
Too many disappointments.
I don’t dare dream now.
What is there for me to hope for, really? That the next day is a little better than the last?
I just want to go home. Home to the Father. And find that eternal, elusive peace.
I just want to find and be home.
I want to go home.

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