Jun 06, 2008 21:18
If you can keep going without revealing,
without drawing attention,
if you can somehow hide what you're feeling,
eventually you will pay a pension.
never will anyone ask you,
never will anyone see,
even if you ask them to,
they can't be the hero you want them to be.
If you can try and try again,
thinking you can solve this alone,
you get so close but then,
nothings in the abyss of the unknown.
if you can locate the source,
if you can think logically, ponder and examine,
this cause you find will have no remorse,
it will not help in your state of famine.
If you can survive years of agonizing pain,
not knowing how to mend,
if you find there is nothing to gain,
fighting when there is nothing to defend,
realization clears your mind,
you can't stay, but you can't run,
it's a matter you must confront; you find,
what you must do has yet to be done.
If you can find a way,
a truth, a friend, a medication,
something stable; out of the grey,
you have both my pity and admiration.
if you revert and if you return,
if you say you will cease to cry,
if you say you have healed and there is no need for concern,
then you must be living a lie.