Pull me in...

This deep dull ache just wears me down,

It grinds me til I'm in the ground,

Until the earth just pulls me in

And holds me in her calm...

Every action, every word, is such a chore to do..,

I strain to smile and wear my face as I'm expected to...

 

The days grow long and weary, though

It's far from winters height...

The sunshine doesn't shine so

And I wish it was the night...

Oh darkness come now, swallow me,

Take me from this place,

Lift me, let me fly again,

And feel the thrill of chase...

 

I don't know, I just can't win,

My world is so confused...

With hassle and with heartache,

I strive to write this muse,

Words from heart flow easily,

Words of pain do not,

But when both flow together,

It's the tears that tie the knot...

Pain...

Sometimes my body, sometimes in my heart,
On my mind and in the dark...

Sometimes on purpose, sometimes not...
Sometimes remembered, sometimes forgot!

Pain in my heart is the worst pain of all,
It strikes me down from nowhere at all,
I stand tall and strong and I try to take heed,
But it gnaws at me inside and on me it feeds...

I try to resist and I smile but again,
It strikes me down...
Leaving me to my pen...

So I share the tale of my pain and my ache...
And I hope by the morrow my ail is forsake...