I Sit...

I sit distracted
          Upon my bed on the floor.
                     My spirit is exposed, naked, bare.

I sit raw
          Curled up feeling cast down.
                     My soul is longing for more than what i see.

I sit waiting
          wishing more than expecting change.
                     My depths are disappointed, what i want is hard.

I sit reading
          Daring to hope, daring to believe.
                     My heart strings are plucked in a song...dare I sing?

I sit conflicted
          a war raging on 'til all hours of the night,
                     My cowardice is fighting against my belief...