A Lovely Life
I've got a fine life,
but not the one for me.
What brings you down the most,
is what you can not see.
I've got a lovely life,
but it can not be my own.
The tears that hurt the most,
with no reason to be shown.
~
I close my eyes
with a long breath I see
that which was never there
has finally broken me
the absence of existence
that has always been my way
Is finally out of sight
I'm finally left astray
~
I lost what never was
and never will be there
but though these tears fall on,
I must keep the feelings bare
I can not decide
If it is for the best
But I've to look upon the high,
may faith disown the rest.
~
Though hope is finally gone
might faith proceed to roll
For my relying on the missing,
will sooner take it's toll.
While tears fall on and on
this hole left deep inside,
might feelings all be hidden,
show not through missing pride
~
I say that I am fine
of course, they all believe
but what about inside,
inside is where I bleed.
I need that nonexistence
that which was never there
to sew these wounds within
and mend the missing tear.
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