I fear I will be lost one day
In this bitter world's way
From where I will never find
Even myself or the peace of mind
I need some peace and some place
To sit and look for the happiness trace
And hope to get for me some
Breath of fresh air to numb
My injured mind and my soul
So peacefully I can live in the bowl
The bowl of death to sleep in the care
Of Gracious God who is dear.
Seema Chowdhury
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-fear-3/
