Alone, breathless, tired
Unable to cry anymore

I have cried and cried again
My heart and lungs are sore

I've numbed myself with tears
And while waiting for them to return

I think and pray and hope I suppose
For comprehension I yearn

I know I'm not alone in this
Though that's not how it feels

I want to change this awful cycle
But more pain is all it yields

For now I must embrace it,
what else am I to do

Maybe tomorrow it'll all make sense
Tomorrow I'll be true