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My heart is a broken mirror
broken glass across the floor
i can see many reflections
but still I cannot find the door
I grow weary and I need sleep
Just somewear soft to lay my head
do you know somewhere I could try?
anywhere but not my own bed
for there is not a place for sleep
it is filled with so many tears
there alone I leave to weep
it is there i learned to grieve
if you ever look in my eyes
and don't like what you find in there
fear not for my all love is kind
my loss has driven me to care
gideon on fire
The clouds turn grey when I hear my friend weep
She holds the picture closer to her chest
When mem’ries stir, she cries herself to sleep,
Or writes verses for grief still unexpressed.
Regaining strength she uses all her powers
chasing sunsets to maybe meet again
The one who haunts her nights and waking hours
And lets a black cat roam inside her brain.
Patience my friend the time will come at last
Be well and strong and gaze beyond the stars
Perhaps up there she waits for time to pass
For injuries to heal and turn to scars.
You have an earthly mission to fulfill
Stay focused keeping your mind and heart still.
yesu ben
If I was there right now instead of here
I'd hold you for an hour in loving arms
And banish from your heart all gnawing fear,
Protect you from sad memories and harm.
This life asks of us more than we can give
And we must bend and give it nonetheless;
The mystery is how we even live
At all when we must weather such distress.
We gain our strength from suffering and pain;
We grow in wisdom as we grow in age.
And yet, the endless ache of grief remains;
We cannot change it even if we rage.
I wish that it were different, I do.
I wish that I could bear the pain for you.
Source(s):
... the simple truth...
peter benoit
broken glass across the floor
i can see many reflections
but still I cannot find the door
I grow weary and I need sleep
Just somewear soft to lay my head
do you know somewhere I could try?
anywhere but not my own bed
for there is not a place for sleep
it is filled with so many tears
there alone I leave to weep
it is there i learned to grieve
if you ever look in my eyes
and don't like what you find in there
fear not for my all love is kind
my loss has driven me to care
gideon on fire
The clouds turn grey when I hear my friend weep
She holds the picture closer to her chest
When mem’ries stir, she cries herself to sleep,
Or writes verses for grief still unexpressed.
Regaining strength she uses all her powers
chasing sunsets to maybe meet again
The one who haunts her nights and waking hours
And lets a black cat roam inside her brain.
Patience my friend the time will come at last
Be well and strong and gaze beyond the stars
Perhaps up there she waits for time to pass
For injuries to heal and turn to scars.
You have an earthly mission to fulfill
Stay focused keeping your mind and heart still.
yesu ben
If I was there right now instead of here
I'd hold you for an hour in loving arms
And banish from your heart all gnawing fear,
Protect you from sad memories and harm.
This life asks of us more than we can give
And we must bend and give it nonetheless;
The mystery is how we even live
At all when we must weather such distress.
We gain our strength from suffering and pain;
We grow in wisdom as we grow in age.
And yet, the endless ache of grief remains;
We cannot change it even if we rage.
I wish that it were different, I do.
I wish that I could bear the pain for you.
Source(s):
... the simple truth...
peter benoit