Never Make Me Sing

It’s very much like the tide,
Relentless, restless, ever changing,
I am unable to catch the ride,
That will never make me sing.

Feeling first the fear,
And then, as always, changing,
To something not real clear,
That will never make me sing.

First, denial, and then fear,
Begins the bell to ring,
Then anger, close and dear,
That will never make me sing.

It now has been so very long,
Can’t remember everything,
Now, will never really leave me,
That will never make me sing.

ANGER

– van –

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