MORNING BREAKS FROM A NIGHT AWAKE, THAT LAID MY HEART TO WASTE HERE IN THIS ANGUISH. KNOWING WHAT WILL END JUST BEGINS AGAIN SOMEHOW THROUGH IT ALL WE CARRY ON RAISE YOU UP WHEN YOU FALL WE CARRY ON HEAL THESE WOUNDS TO BREAK THE SKIN AGAIN WHAT'S DONE IS DONE. NOTHING'S THE SAME VACANT EXPRESSION. AS THE WAVES WASH OVER YOUR MOTIONLESS FACE BURY THE PAST. WOUNDS REMAIN THROUGH IT ALL. A DESIRE TO LIVE AGAIN