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The Frey
where do you go when the wind blows nothing but cold?
who's face do you look for when they all turn away?
what philosophy can get you through pain
when you dont even know how it got there again?
who's to blame when it all rubs the wrong way?
what attitude do you adjust except you own?
what fight is there worth winning when none of it goes away?
the rest is not ours to change there is only so much one can do
what use is the truth when the boundaries are outside of you?
whose dark cloud has invaded my space?
who's light can I really depend on?
When to give is only a part, to take is even harder
what do you account for when nothing adds up any way?
the mood unleashes again another endless fray?
push it all in, just one more day,
the will to live must be displayed
close the door on one more pain,
it all remains the same.
learn to live with the new damage
sit atop the pile like a frozen queen
the mantra begins
the self is sustained by the will to live
the soul is sustained by the will to love
the heart is sustained by the reminder of pain
the body is but a hostage to all that remains.
the question begs
where do you look when all else decays?
the answer refuses to say.
