A slow exit a peaceful night

From the heart, imperfect, Human and unstable, Love, fear, and pain irrelevant, A psyche battered, And hearts left in pieces. A peaceful life I seek, A dreamy night I hope to keep, But alas, My feelings be irrelevant, Because truth prevails. Heart in pieces, Mind clouded, Thoughts running wild, Rather irregular, Rather uncharted. Perhaps the peace I seek Be not here. Perhaps the things I fear Are closer than they appear. If mayhaps I had more to offer, Maybe things could have gone differently, Maybe the road would bend another way, Maybe the night would turn to day. Or maybe not. Wishful thinking Quite a funny thing, really. It makes the impossible feel near, Makes silence sound sincere. Maybe I should look elsewhere, Somewhere beyond this despair. A long sleep, A peaceful night, A moment where everything feels right. Slip into the night, Alone but not lonely Or rather, Alone and lonely. And perhaps that's the truth of it all: Sometimes the heart wants peace, While the mind keeps asking Where peace is supposed to be