A drill to the brain sha’nt cure the cancer of my heart,
A song so sweet can’t thin my blood of the past,
Flattering tongues run rant will play their course,
But I fear, oh I fear

There is light
Perhaps
Amidst the night

I felt his hands smooth the pieces,
With such love, oh such love
Spin the wheel and mold my clay
Thawed by his warmth.

There is light
Yes.
There is light.

Alas, the glue will not hold,
And my pieces fall away
I turn for them
For I fear, oh I fear.


There is light
Yes
But it burns too bright

A doe following intermittent lines
I’m blinded by the glare
And dash for my life
Leaving him

There is light
Yes.
and it blinds me

I often sit here and run my hands over the smooth shard of glass
that portrudes from my chest.
I feel it.  Everyday.  Everynight.
and wonder if someday i could yank it loose.
feel the pinch no more;
The pain of my heart as it warbles, trying to survive; cut in half.
I know i must keep one eye on the horizon, for hope ill see that day approach

If i look down, I know through this glass ill see you,
all that can be seen,
struck through my being,
and my chin will fall,
and my breath will shallow,
and my heart will
stop.

for you, in my head,
live
and all i feel,
all
is you