GAIN

i have a sinking in my stomach

and aches that run through my bones

ive found an emptiness to conversation

that makes me feel so at home

I've lost reason in feelings

our hearts speak deceit

and the longer that I live

the more I fail to see

—

i long to lay my head

to the dirt

and know that I've done

all I could

—

a great many things in life

I will never know

and I've come to understand

that knowing is not what matters most

a'lot I've to say

your ears wouldn't keep

as lungs fail to give the thanks

each breath should weep

—

to hear well done

is more than I deserve

all the same

all i hope for

—

there's a fullness to this life

that is double edged

a language we interpret

an art we counterfeit

tell me

if this is all there is

why that conviction

is so very hard to admit

—

tell me

do you count

the cost

a soul

is quite a lot

to be lost