It ain't just fear
When you keep in a tear
Not just one but all
They make a flood and fall
Not out but in
Around the soul
not to clean not to sin
But to fill the hole
That lies within
Made by suffering
Contained by helping
Just to have a purpose for living
But when help needed
The most they're leaving
Leaving alone...conceded
Tired of reasons
Killed without
Surrounded by demons
Coused by her mouth