Dump the Bucket

Another day,

Another fight,

Another long

and sleepless night.

The promise was there of peaceful time,

but time was gone and hurt was mine.

And though you claim we soon may start

to fix this hole inside my heart

Empty words and empty eyes

betray the parts you so despise.

Your solutions are concession

your ideas oppression

your whispers aggression

your blindness depression.

Recently faded, these feelings inside,

used to bring pain and joy and pride.

But I cracked last night, and even heartbreak

is numbed to me from your mistake.

For I've prayed the Lord my soul to take

and by its love the world remake.

But it's opaque.

And now I'm awake.