What suffering did you endure? I know not.
Yet still do I feel it pulsing through my veins
At hearing the pain in your words
Who ripped your soul to shreds? I know not.
Yet still do I know that in shards it is
At hearing the anguish in your words
Why did those vultures slash at you? I know not.
Yet still do I see your true self shine through
I wonder if you see it as I do
I wonder if you see the fragments of your soul
Floating all around you
I wonder if you see the parts which are left
I wonder if you realize
That you can put it all back together again
I wonder if you comprehend
That although grim memories you may always keep
Your soul could be as good as new
I wonder if you grasp the fact
That you are not alone
I wonder if you realize
That perfect strangers feel your tortured soul cry out
Are torn at the thought of another enduring such torment
I wonder if you are conscious of the reality
That you alone hold the power
To restore your soul to its former glory
I wonder if you know
I wonder
Do you know ?
I wonder …
