For them it's only pain
Shards of glass within the rain
The cold grip of a frozen chain
That'll leave them beaten, drained
For them it's a door to fear
Nightmares becoming too real
Their heart struck with a silver spear
And their soul crying the ruby tears
But without pain
There is no gain
And fear is the cane
That puts ice under strain
The road is hard when you reach for the peak
-Not all can be carried by the creek
For some the way is mostly oblique
And tears won't make them weak
Little rain won't lead you astray
For in life, storm hits every way
You can't escape, even if you pray
So understand when their hearts sway
An endless fight
To reach the hights
And the light of night
Is the door to might
Saturday, 6 December 2008
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