One day
The day,
I didn’t think would come
I hoped wouldn’t come
And yet, here we are
So long ago the day
The product of many
I should have feared the day
I should have guarded against
I broke when it came,
But brokenness traveled two streets
So remembering the day is not hard
Living it is much harder
Every day I hope for this to end
Yet it remains
There is a day the pain will end
At the end of all it will be gone
Till then
Or till I end
Pain remains with its cruel delight
And the worst part of it all
Is it could have been different
If I was not me
Oh, what did I expect
I knew different
Than what I wanted to believe
Pain pain go away
Never come back another day
Yet I have a sure hope
A sure day to come
Waiting for that sure day
The day to come.