Agony is such a pretty word

[electrodx]

Mater Dei, ora pro nobis peccatoribus,
nunc et in hora mortis nostrae. . .

This is a song of desperation.
this is a song of abandonment.
this is the song you sing when
the world leaves you behind.
this is a song for mothers in welfare lines
and children turned in to zombies
with pills and neglect.
this is the haunting chord you sing
every night lying in bed,
eyes closed, hands perfectly folded,
just like they taught you,
praying to what ever may be listening to
please take these dreams away
to wake up and have this all
just go away and
this is the song you sing
every morning when you wake up and
nothing has changed.
an empty howl, then silence.
the gentle beat of teardrops on the pavement
muted sobs from behind the bedroom door
this is the song you swore you
would never sing.
but some times your best
just isn't good enough is it?
this is the song you sing when
you look at your fortune and
know that you have no wealth.
this is the song you sing everyday
when you look in the mirror and
realize that, you don't recognize
the reflection anymore