I ask the Lord to quiet my soul

It has awoken from its restless sleep

It has caught sight of the ones my heart used to love

and it wonders painfully where all the love has gone

I sit here comforting it as it cries

It was never its fault, but still it mourns

My chest is almost lke a battle field 

Abandoned by its soldiers 

My soul asks me questions but I have no answers

I want to apologize, to tell it the truth

But my voice makes no noise

And for once i have no explanation 

It holds itsself together as we stare each other down

Love would have been the healer

But its been gone for months now

So my soul looks at me one last time

With a look of pity and disgrace

And turns away and once again goes into its hiding place