Escalates

Sadness is easy to portray.
Everyone has felt it.
Recognizing it from day to day.
But there are no answers to the question why.
When people feel like they're living to die.

Loss of hope and loss of grace.
A never-ending insomnia race.
Reveling in our bad luck.
Wallowing in our tears.
Turning our smiles to muck.
Burying our fears.
Pretending everything's okay.
Pretending things will get better some day.

Misery is easy to show.
It's easy to relate to.
A simple thing to know.
An emotion everyone has been put through.
But there are no answers to the questions given.
As to why people have to fall just to be risen.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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