My heart is filled
with sadness, grief, and pain
from where it comes
is very hard to someone else explain
it comes not from the grass outside
nor flowers or the trees that bend
it comes not from the smiles of those
few unkindered friends
who do not understand
what goes on in the mind
they seem to think that all wounds heal
with passing of the time
let it go and do not live
inside that dark and lonely place
have a drink, a pill or two
and put a smile upon your face
it does not take a brilliant mind
to understand the plight
of many thousand poor souls
who daily wage the fight
against all odds they face the day
routine the saving grace
they walk along with blinders
on and earphones in
to try and block the words
or see the face
and be reminded of the pain
confused as should it be
to try and understand what is
difficult to explain
Robert
2011
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