Surrendering Pain

(Wrote in 2006.)

 Surrendering Pain
Imprisoned by these dreadful dark clouds 
Lingering over above my head
No matter how fast I run
No matter how far I run
No matter where I go 
I can’t escape 
Its eternal storm of summoning grief and hate 
Unsure if anything could reverse this cruel fate 

 Don’t know who to rely on 
Don’t know where to even start 
To fulfill all this pain burning inside of this achy heart 
Standing in the middle while others tear my world apart 
Everything I used to know is now long gone 
Unsure of how to be strong

 Untold thoughts
Imprisoned inside of this puzzling mind 
Trying to place the pieces back together 
Always one piece ends up turning missin’
Clasping my hands over the front of my face
Invisible tears begin to flow without a trace  
So once more I ask
Please someone hold onto my hand

 Don’t know who to rely on 
Don’t know where to even start 
To fulfill all this pain burning inside of this achy heart 
Standing in the middle while others tear my world apart 
Everything I used to know is now long gone 
Unsure of how to be strong    

 Whispering for a yearning love from another 
A love that felt so close, but yet was so far away 
Don’t know if he’ll keep on waiting for the day I arrive
Wondering if he will even feel the same way as I do 
When I finally get there 
Will he welcome me with open arms or will I be 
Left alone to stand in the distance again 

 Don’t know who to rely on 
Don’t know where to even start 
To fulfill all this pain burning inside of this achy heart 
Standing in the middle while others tear my world apart 
Everything I used to know is now long gone 
Unsure of how to be strong    

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