Thousand Mile Stare

By Laura June 17, 2015 The war has left my broken heart But scars stay where they've always been I wish I could forget those nights The lonely, desperate tears within I can't unsee those horrible things The lies, the cries, the curdling screams I'll never forget how it used to feel When every nightmare was becoming real Eye of the storm or salvation at last? Finding the middle and calling it class Maybe the sophists were spelling my fate Selling wicked lies to the mass's estate Such a sweet dream of foundation-less graves Feeling good enough to think that, maybe Jesus saves With everything to lose and even more to gain Approaching this precipice with memories of pain Sunshine starts to peak through the weary, summer clouds Light enough to smile in spite of what they know I'll never be the same cause I have seen too much But I know how to show you heaven with a touch