
Sometimes we witness this
The brokenness of a heart
That so long ago
Lost touch with its brokenness
That tenderness completely vacated
Eyes whose irises are covered over with a film
That keeps the light out
And the darkness in
At times we feel that we could die
From the air that is stolen from the room
There is no place to hide
From the killing force of numb
That has the power to seize our breath
And bring us
Completely undone
Some truths are too barren to contemplate
And so we have to find a way
To get the hell away
Run my friend
Before it is too late
For such demons
Are truly forces that can kill
The soul in life
That so desperately needs to live