Drifted through the room,
A solitary tear slid gently down her cheek;
She realized just how true the song was.
To her, hearing that song
Was like looking back at her past.
So many horrid nights
She had been unable to sleep,
Chaotic thoughts jumbling through her head.
So often she’d wept for no specific reason.
Now it was over.
She’d done it;
She smiled at the irony of crying for joy.
We are all lost and need to be found;
We are all blind and need to see.