Dump the Bucket
Another day,
Another fight,
Another long
and sleepless night.
The promise was there of peaceful time,
but time was gone and hurt was mine.
And though you claim we soon may start
to fix this hole inside my heart
Empty words and empty eyes
betray the parts you so despise.
Your solutions are concession
your ideas oppression
your whispers aggression
your blindness depression.
Recently faded, these feelings inside,
used to bring pain and joy and pride.
But I cracked last night, and even heartbreak
is numbed to me from your mistake.
For I've prayed the Lord my soul to take
and by its love the world remake.
But it's opaque.
And now I'm awake.