I become
once again
the
demolition man,
falling
apart,
yes
that's
just
what I am.

I live to laugh and
to cry again
to love and
to die and
to try again
but
I spoke
too soon
dry my eyes again,
to love, to
feel the pain and
to die again.

Your smile holds the breath
of eternity
in your arms
I feel that peace
eternally
but when I fall
and I fall quite
frequently,
are you there to care
for and to
shelter me?

It's
just
the yearning
of a beating heart,
breaking in two
and
falling far apart,
waiting for eternity
hoping that she'll set me free
and stop
calling me
the demolition man.