A slate of darkness waits to fall Cold tar pervades through crumbling walls At the core, a black hole dwells It will devour the moment I could win From within the venom wells A poison string of words to break the skin Deep down something hides, softer and kinder A ghost from long ago when nothing was broken But it stays buried The cease-fire was over Before the war began Each fragile grain of joy will fail What's left is weak and small and pale A thousand vicious voices joined To gleefully point ot where I went wrong That anyone I ever loved Was laughing atmy fervour all along And from the ruins a creature emerges A crippled, lonely thing, bewildered and broken It lifts its scrawny head to plead for a way out Sit back and watch it run Will there be a time where I'll be whole again? Give me an hour's worth of shelter from the storm I'm waiting to fall