When feelings are unshown
Eyes speak a language of old
Torment slides down in a stray drop
Wondering where did I mess up?

Overwhelm is understating 
When life becomes overbearing
Silence is the route taken
Where everything else has forsaken.

Alone in the deserts of stone
I hold onto precious hope
Trembling my hands be
Yet I stand, feet dug deep.

Refusing to be shaken
By circumstances that try to break me open
I'll fight every day
I'm the hero of today.