Weakness
What do you say
at the end of the day
when it’s just not enough,
when you’re just not as tough
as you’ve always prayed?
What do you say
at the end of the day
when it’s just not enough,
when you’re just not as tough
as you’ve always prayed?
Silver-tongued liar,
you weave a pretty story
and tie your own noose.
What you learn
will return
like a friend, indeed,
in a moment of need
to give you what you yearn.
Please give me a chance,
I will repay your faith with
iron loyalty.
My tears have dried up
and the monster I’ve become
cannot cry for you.
Can you understand the horror
Of shouting into a night
That returns nothing
Not even your own words.
Lance the emotions…
Anger, sorrow, grief, regret –
Let the wounds scar clean.
A song cuts through silence
while warm tears thaw grief.
The words, “I love you,” save
with steadfast belief.
I miss you each day
but your love remains with me
and it makes me strong.
You sigh and shimmy
closer to me in the night.
You’re warm by morning.