Wounded

picking up the pieces of your shattered heart
as you try to stay alive

is it me who feels the pain of life
and all it's fractures of need and grief

drifting through the haze
of fear and disillusion

trying to make sense
of what it all means

i can't see the answers anymore

is the pain just in my head
or has the light gone out

forever

try to see the way to all
that i have lost

i can't hear the voices anymore

feel the absolution
to all that has been found

i can't feel the warmth anymore

picking up the peices
of your shattered dreams

how will i breathe tomorrow
if i can't feel the pain anymore

© 2004 LM Hutchings