A loneliness beyond compare,
Guilt and the burden to bear,
A hesitation,
A touch of hands?
It takes a while to make amends.
A loss of life, Or what they call living,
Though doubtless it is still there.
Nothing can touch,
Nothing can see,
Not into a confusion
Beyond the hurt
Beyond all pain
The fear of being lost again
Dont harden your heart,
Dont lose your way,
Keep an eye on that little ray
The beam of sunshine
Which eventually brightens your day.