Frail Expectations
Entangled in misery I was<br>Condemned as I still bred frustration<br>Worshipped and nursed the suffering<br>My conscience all slain<br>I found myself making love to the pain<br>Final and true was my loss<br>And bleak was the sight of salvation<br>You helped me to clean all the wounds I wore<br>Through you grew my sense<br>To witness life through another lense<br>Dug down in my own dirt<br>Filled up with my own poison<br>Bit by my inner snakes<br>Making love to the pain<br>Dragged through a storm of misery<br>Through you grew my sense<br>To witness life through another lens