Life

No one hears me at night
No one hears when I ache
All of what I have
Is once again now at stake
Way to long I have starved
For the simple things in life
Closing my bedroom door
Hoping for something to come alive
As I stare into the mirror
I slowly paint my face
Carefully hiding every wrinkle
Creating a mask with out trace
I decorate my body to go hunting in the night
Rehearsing every line underneath my breath
So I can survive a fate worse than death
I’ll lock away my soul
Right before I start
To protect it from the strangers
That have torn my heart apart
Now I will pay my dues again
With this gift God calls “Life”
I will fight through lies and sin
Seeking out the truth in the serenity of the night