Wordless

When suffering is deep

There are no words

To say

How much a soul can bleed

How sore a person can feel inside

From so much disappointment heartache and loss

And when people ask

Sometimes it just feels as though

They took sandpaper

And used it to rub a wound that aches so much

It would be impossible to tell the truth or count the cost

Of what that wound was really

So if you ask me questions

When I feel this way

Its so hard

When you are so far away

Because all I really need is a hand to hold

And eyes to behold me

But instead here I find myself alone

Gazing into the screen of a telephone

With eyes sore from crying

And a body so aching and tired

From sadness and hurting