(untitled 2) 08.02.05

When will I know peace?
When will my wounds heal?
When will I feel hope in my heart?
The rain chills my heart
and the wind screams in my head
I feel the deepest sorrows
of a man without a home
My life will be incomplete
without a smile of approval
and a word or two of love
I'm sorry for every shred of evil
and I regret the things I missed
but I miss more
than I will ever have again