You've been abused and pushed to the ground
And the love you once felt is no longer around...
He told me to pray,
That God would not throw me away...
Cancer becomes a cruel stalker of the night-
abducting our children and loved ones...
What else do you expect to find
Within this mortal heart and mind...
Upon a road of uncrossed tears
fighting infections of endless words...
It's quiet
It's peaceful...
So the sun’s not coming for me
I didn’t expect it to...
Yielding to everything you see, I begin
Oozing hatred and condemnation...
A brisk haze lingers on the Somme before daybreak
Silhouettes parade in ritual fashion...
I hide within a smile
A forceful action...
Too tired to think straight
Too tired to be effective...
I hate this facade I'm forced to wear
In reality I'm lost and in despair...