The dark

18/4/12

Why do I feel hurt?
Like all that's inside me
Is filth and dirt...

Why do I go and lie?
And say Im full on the inside
When all I want to do is cry...

Why do I feel so wrong?
How is it I'm growing weak,
Instead of growing strong...?

This path is in the wilderness
But I feel I'm near a stream...
As I draw nearer and nearer,
Its all just a dream...

When does the night end?
When will the day dawn?
When will the trees smile again?
Instead of looking so forlorn...

But I need to walk through it
For on the other side do lie
Waiting, just for me
Meadows full of joy...

Where the trees do not protect the darkness...
And he sun sets me free...
Ahh... Those lush green meadows...
That's where I want to be...