All your will and resolve
Reduced to a shell
Reaching out for anything
Resembling help
They turn and say
You've done this all yourself
Stop being so selfish
Curb your hell
Stop speaking of this
You said it would take time
Enough about that
But what about mine
Sowing so much
Into a dead land
Piling up seeds
With no water to hand
A leap of faith makes
The weak look strong
But how far to fall
Until it all goes wrong
Yes all those nods words and
Concerned looks
Aren't worth much more
Than crucial self-help books
Making all the right noises
Most of the right times
The space for sympathy
Narrows more each try
Stop speaking of this
You said it would take time
Enough about that
But what about mine
Sowing so much
Into a dead land
Piling up seeds
With no water to hand
A leap of faith makes
The weak look strong
But how far to fall
Until it all goes wrong
Sowing too much
Into dead sands
Haemorrhaging seeds
But no light to be found
A leap in the dark makes
The small look brave
But how long a fall
Until again we cave