Alone, how does the soul let go of pain
While tossing and turning, knowing no sleep
When it runs so deep it touches each vein
When it hurts so much you can’t even weep.
How do you push memories faraway
So they are nothing but a glimpse of thought
Why are these life lessons so seldom taught
When dwelling in visions of yesterday.
Where is the sunlight when the moon has gone
Behind the dark clouds of our darkest fear
Who is there to wipe away the last tear
When it’s over and the living is done
Yet still we remain within mortal hell
Unless we kick back and ring our own bell
© JG Farmer 2014
Form: Burn’s Sonnet