one last cry

solemn is the night and day, i pray that i won’t grow weak. you offered me a subtle kiss, when in my light i did not……

solemn is the night and day, i pray that i won’t grow weak

you offered me a subtle kiss, when in my light i did not deserve it

i grieve no more, now that you are here, but my fear still stands by

at every turn it pushes me into a dark corridor, where it shamelessly hides

lurking in the blackness, in the thickness of the air

i mutter out one last cry before it takes me deeper, but there’s no one there

to hear my breathes of endurance or my pains of laughter

no one sees when i am doing well, they only witness my disaster

where is god? i thought he sees all, why would he want me to suffer

am i acting unto him, like i do in the eyes of my significant other

shame on me, i must be dreaming, this is no life for royalty

oh god, please walk with me again and do what you must with our rings

©2007 melody cole