But My Soul

Searching for sorrow,
   sadness soaks in as surely as the sun sets.

Drenching, decaying, depressing
   It pushes and it poisons.

Dreams of escape only last long enough
   to learn how to be hopeless.

Tedious torture and daily defeat
   and then you accept it.

A loveless life
   praying for the promise of an end.

And the promises pass through your dead heart
   like the wind passing through bare branches.

Shaking and breaking the limbs
   leaving lonely dust and fallen pieces.

This was my existence...

Then the corner of my eye saw you coming
   but fear kept my glance lowered.

Suddenly the voice of my best friend called to me
   the only sweet sound I ever trusted.

Instantly, before the next beat of my heart
   I was safely encircled in your arms.

That is when your lips broke my world and I learned
   this is what it's like to be happy.