Helped
Help. Can it be helped,
How one feels,
For the world,
For themselves,
For another,
What we do,
What we say,
Is so different,
From what we feel,
What we mean,
Can it be helped?
Wind
I'll sit and cry
withouy any tears
The wind it howls
but no one hears
The ghost you've left
has seen my fears
held my heart
Shared my tears
the wind now cries
with unfelt love
and tears that fall
from up above
I'll sit alone
Just him and me
the wind it comforts
It protects me
He'll dry my tears
so no one sees
and in return
I'll sit and take it
He'll lash and whip
and rip me whole
and then I'll sit here
All alone
but he's still here
his fingers cool
will dry my cheeks
and I will straighten
Stand up tall
but still alone
as the wind howls
as the wind screams
as I scream
but no one hears
as tears fall
from far above
they wash away
all of me
the wind is calm
on longer there
it has gone
and I stand
Alone




