When you bring your hands together
To pray, to beg, to bear the pain
Your eyes are dry, but your heart explodes
Transition smoothly onto cold and numb.
There’s no one but you in an empty room,
Another statistic and lots of sympathy
Time heals, that old worn cliche
Lets hold onto that, for sanity’s sake
Still the nagging question remains..
Where is it, that we go from here?