I’m on my knees in the dirt
scratching, digging, struggling through
my fingers grasp the stones of ground
and come up bruised
dust rises to choke my throat
and fill my eyes
as I search for pearls in the world

I have the soul of a rockstar
It will do me in
It will be my end
But as my heart explodes as blinding as firecracker
if only visible to my own eyes
I’ll be glad I lived

in a swift turn of events
I found myself thrown upon a fire
burning
burning
then doused as abruptly
as when you’d pulled the sneering twist from my lips
you left me little dignity
and not a single kiss

when I dig into my heart these days
I find so much pain
so much pain
and so few words to describe it

Tho the flower fadeth quickly
tho the sun be hid behind a cloud
tho the calming sound of rain doth cease
our joy in each moment may be complete
        
We do not still our heart
or stop our eyes from brightening
upon pink blossoms
We do not close our ears to laughing music
as not to hear the player stop
No, we rejoice in full
when to our senses come such pleasures

So also do not keep yourself
from enjoying pleasant days
preceding grim disasters
or relief amidst pale grieving