There’s not a night hour dark enough
There’s not a thunder crack loud enough
A fire hot enough
Or a blade sharp enough
--to compare these dark thoughts
To scare these emotions wrought
To scar this warrior fought
To cut away the pain the world has brought
This is not my desired path
These words are only my craft
My blank page my only raft
And tomorrow the aftermath
Of today, yes, but that day after
I’ll hide it all behind the laughter
