Night becomes day, day becomes night, Nightmares abound, where is the light, Pain is searing, another day nearing, But I cannot do anything right. My head is dead, my body a machine, There was some sun, but it was not seen, The warmth is cold, the face is dry, Down the face the tears run by. This is not life, it is a death, Where are you God, have we met, I look for you, I need to go, Why is my death so slow. Then in my ear came a little whisper, Through the window the snow was crisper, A breath of life, a little hope, Stay strong my friend you can cope. I felt the warmth, I felt some love, I felt at home as if in a glove, I looked in the mirror, I felt alive, I know that I will wait till you arrive. Till then I know I must be strong, I must not allow them to do wrong, So now my children, though we are apart, I stay alive for our lives to restart.
Posted on: Tue, 29 Oct 2013 05:04:08 +0000
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