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.
