I followed you voice,
As it rang in my ears, With grace and with poise
And a mischievous jeer
Bouncing off the darkness of the cold lonely marsh
A warm welcome break, in a place bleakly harsh
Sometimes I walked, And at times I ran
Taking myself fast, As fast as my tired legs can
Slowed down by my tears and bogged down by fears
And the wounds by the thorny marsh, Over the years
Slowed yes, But never stopped
For sometimes I jumped, And sometimes I hopped
Over obstacles and at times, other pains dropped
Then I saw light! At the end of the dark
And heard your voice grow sweeter, like the song of the lark
Atlast! I came out, out of that cold lonely place
To meet you for once, face to face
The warm sun shining, for me to see
But you weren’t there, waiting for me
And the song resonating, from a place I couldn’t see
I was pulled back, to the middle of the marsh
By the haunting demons, back from my past
Dragged through the muddy floor, I felt like a rag
It was painfully bad, yet over so fast
I lie here, in the cold lonely marsh
A sweet song still, resonating in my ears
The song still haunting, softly from within
The song of my broken heart, And the fears therein
