I let the days just pass me by

Too many left without goodbye

I long for voices lost in space;

Their warmth and love, their old embrace. 

So much I bury deep inside

A silent war that none confide

The wounds run deep and fear is wide—

I wear a mask yet stand to hide. 

When life decides to strike, it will.

It bends the soul but tests the will

Yet through the dark I brace and fight

Still holding hope, awaiting light 

And if the past feels out of reach

I pray their hearts remember me