I lay here thinking, words to rhyme
Not aware of why I bother
Why even try to waste my time
When I have better ways to spend my grief?

The words pour slowly out of my mind
As I lay back and fall asleep
Into a glourious, velvet sound
That lets me feel, that lets me weep

And this, this is all I need
It feeds me pleasure thru all the pain
my words hold no bearance, hold no creed
For I could never know me this way

Shattering everything I took to be fake
It forced me to peer into these emotions
Not fully healed, but longing for more
And wanting to share my intense devotions

As the day hits my face and I touch the sun
I open my eyes and squint thru the haze
Slowly learning to handle the one
That I grew to know in mysterious ways...