Is it me?

Is it me that sees the world like this, or is there really something wrong?
Should I be laughing when I'm crying, or am I upside down?
Are your shouts just words of love, said very very loud?
When I whisper, am I shouting for you to come to me?

Am I really me, or am I just another woman?
Do you lie awake, because of love, or because I'm a burden?
When I speak to you do you hear, or am I just a noise?
Do you see this pain, or am I alone in this war?

Can I help, or is it all a worthless drawn out waste?
Can you and I unshape this past, and make it something new?
Or do we have to put up with it, and let it shape us instead?
Please, let us open up so we're not both shut out a door.

Life

Life

so unexpectedly you lead me forward on this path

pulling me to things dear, and then

ripping me into places of fear.

Shadows on the horizons, light on my face

Let me lay down my head a bit

can you let me have a rest?

Life

leave your heartaches outside my door

bring them not into my home

come instead to feast and toast

Let the light bring forth love and joy

slice through the pain, and heal

set my course towards peace.