I’m writing away
The pain tonight
About something
I can’t explain.
About a man
That tried to do
The right thing
Long ago.
His actions then
His actions now
Will never ease that pain.
I’m writing away
The pain tonight
But the mud flows
From the rain.
I’m scrubbing hard
But nothing’s loose.
It won’t remove the stain.
I can’t remove the pain.
Your words move me to respond:
Pain can mark that we’re still alive-
That a fight still burns with us.
Yet if time fails to heal the pain,
Agony starts to end us.
As we live pain and hold it in,
(Here’s something that I’ve deduced)
It helps to share it with a friend,
In the telling, pain is reduced.
So if your burden seams unbearable now,
Tell me or maybe another.
We’ll bear the burden together somehow;
So lighten your load my brother.