Tears are friends I know them well they spend more time with me than I care to tell.Harsh words are loud inside my head they pound and pound as lie in my bed.
Lost and lonely I walk the line looking only to find what is rightfully mine. Peace, is not too much desire. I am exhausted by this hate, anger and fire.
It will consume me if I do not brake free soon. I stand alone and cold and appeal to the moon. I have followed this trail all my life I have never been me , a mother yes and a wife.
I only ask for what is mine, it is not too much to just ask for time. Escape from the noise that is strumming in my brain, I just ask for help ……………. freedom from pain.
