I find it too hard to think of a world without you
I want to be your shadow, there for all you do
There’s evil in this life and I know it scars you
But we’ve been given love for us to hold onto
I want to bandage wounds and bruises and fix broken bones
But I know what’s wrong is far more than any physical blows
Maybe my mind and hands want to do all they really know
To hold all the broken pieces together, not letting them go
Sometimes I wake up and it feels like the sun is a little stronger
But when I read the papers I only feel this place growing colder
And we are young, but doesn’t that make you feel much older?
I plead and I pray that the light and the love will grow bolder
But I love the language of your heart, the sound of your song
There might be bad here, but I know that the good is strong
I dream of a place that I have maybe known all along
I’m waiting for that place where there is no more wrong
-t.h. written: 21/02/20
Over the past year or so, my eyes have been opening more and more to the wrong things in this world. “There’s evil in this life” and so much pain and sorrow. I dealt with a lot of emotion last month, as I wrote about here, and still am. It can be hard living in this place we call “earth.”
But, as Tane wrote, “I’m waiting for that place where there is no more wrong.” No more evil. No more pain. No more tears. No more death. No more broken hearts, no more restless nights, no more wondering why, no more pleading for this situation to be fixed or this person healed. . .
One day there will be no more wrong.