For rainy days that last a lifetime..
I thought this mask was mine.
The voice that spoke,
So cold and thickly slow,
A defense against the world I know,
A trick so deep,
I myself deceive,
Until you show me
You lifted my burdens,
You shouldered my strife,
And from beneath it came a cry.
The inner voice that spoke white truth,
The one being suffocated since my youth.
The inner voice that screams out love for you...