Wounded RD1

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 
for all that has been lost 
drifting through the haze 
of fear and disillusion 
trying to make sense 
of what it all means 
where did i go wrong 
i can't see the answers anymore 
is the pain just in my head 
or has the light gone out 
try to see the way to all 
that i have lost 
make the most of what i was dealt 
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
İLMH 2002

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