You'll find inside the devil's keep
An angel who has learned to weep.
A heart does not just simply break,
It burns and tears and hurls and quakes.
A single step too far to reach,
But jumping is too far a leap
To sit beside the one who tore
And left it lying on the floor.
I find myself alone.
Apologies cannot describe
The horrors deep inside my mind.
I cannot turn the past away,
or it will fester, curl, and fray,
and I will never learn from this
that life cannot be simple bliss.
I find myself alone.
The road of friendship drives both ways,
and driving on those longer days,
one needs a hand to take the wheel,
when lids grow dark to sight conceal.
And now that I have fin'ly crashed,
And lying here upon the grass,
I find myself alone.
Apologies cannot describe
The horrors deep inside my mind
Where you'll find, inside the devil's keep
An angel who has learned to weep.
09 August 2010
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