What is it to be?
Verbal, or sticks and stones
I’ll take you on, I’ll take it all
As you have done
You will not end what you have begun
And I know I will need help, and I will give it too
But this I do alone
I have the strength of a thousand people
Or of one who has loved
I don’t understand
Yet this has become clear
I see the things that happen, and when
But I can’t see where is next
And I would grab you by the wrist
If you do exist
And look you in the eye then watch you try
To tell me it makes sense
And deny me all my strength
It is as great as a thousand people
Or of one who has lost
Catch myself thinking it’s not real
Those first two seconds of morning
Before you start to feel
Just look over at the clock
Then remember in your eyes it has stopped
But I woke as numb
As each day since has begun
I knew something was wrong
And I stay awake as late as I can
To stop the nightmares of you being taken again and again
I had a silence that was a wordless prayer, tears spelt it out
But the silence carried on
And I plead to formless faces
I scream in ears that turn away
And I want to do the same
Until I have expelled some of this pain
But this I do alone
I had the strength of a thousand strong
Or of one who loves what has gone
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