My Heaven Groans
When I wake with an ache And wish I could find immediate relief Of the heaviness of wearing a human body These are my heaven groans When I feel a gap in my soul That I cannot explain Because I have all I should need What I asked for What others still pray for These are my heaven groans When I want what I know I cannot and should not have And conquer my desire with pragmatism And realism And gratitude for what I already have Then have to find the momentum To begin the same cycle days later These are my heaven groans When I constantly imagine a state of perfection That I have never achieved Yet feel compelled to achieve And chastise myself daily for failing to achieve These are my heaven groans When I can never accept That death is a real and irreversible thing And feel every subsequent loss With the added weight of each previous one These are my heaven groans When I catch glimpses of beauty That make something deep inside me somersault As if I’ve just witnessed paradise...