24 April 2012
Who can offer me sanctuary? Who can offer me peace? When I am done fighting monsters, will I find what lies beneath?
Will I settle into stagnation? Will the voices hush to silence? When I find myself without a foe, will I live in a world without violence!
Who can offer me mercy? Who can shelter me in the shade? When I am weary and lost in the dark, will I find myself afraid?
Will I ever remove the bandage? Will old wounds ever heal? When I stand before myself covered in scars, will I still be able to feel?
Who can show me compassion? Who would want the burden of guilt? When these shoulders are too tired to carry, will I start to sink into the silt?
Will I ever travel far enough, will I ever live to see, when yesterday is forgotten, will tomorrow ever be free?
Who can offer me solace? Who can bring my mind peace? When I am done fighting monsters, who will surface from what lies beneath?
What Lies Beneath • Opuss № I