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This is about my mother's cancer, my family, and every other person touched by pain. |
Where do I run Where is the shelter That can shield me from the tempest that Has become my life Running my hands through my hair Rubbing my eyes with my hands Trying to push back the tears Trying to deny the facts That are much too much Where has it all gone The bliss that was ignorance No turning back from this No way to escape Life is so fragile You know this and yet there is no way to describe The drenching downpour that comes over your heart When that moment When that second comes when it Is irreversibly thrust into your face Taht each moment is special Because they've suddenly been ripped away Watching a drama that you can't turn off Watching a movie that is darkly your life Watching someone you love Begin to live a half-life Where is that innocence Where should I look To regain some forward momentum To find some sort of peace Other than sleep There are no paths that are steady and true To finding the answers I seek It may all be someone else's grand plan Some deity up in the atmosphere Who picks and chooses With an almight plot Some may take comfort in thinking that But I don't I do not There are no tidy endings to my musings this night No easy peace Just the request that in this darkness We may all find some light... |