Sometimes, after a long day working,
I find that deep inside my soul is hurting.
I turn on myself, let the self hate flow.
And feel myself slip ever more low. I know that this will never help me find,
The reason for my confusion, why I feel so blind.
I snarl at those I love for no reason at all,
And scream inside at tears that won鈥檛 fall. Then in a moment of terror I turn and flee,
To a place where nobody can ever see me.
And that鈥檚 when I found you out in the dark,
And talking with you I recognized the mark Another soul in torment, just wanting to share,
A moment of a lifetime, not needing to compare.
And I know that with you, we can both smile and stand.
That in our friendship we both |
