Somewhere, there’s a sense of security that I can’t find.
I’m walking away from the pain and into the shade,
away from the white and into the grey.
There was once peace, but that’s all gone.
All that’s left a piece but it has no form.
Someday, I swear I’ll find some comfort, away from the black cloud above my head.
For now, I will duck and I will dodge, away from the hurt.
Buried in sorrow as heavy as dirt