Acceptance
by Tom Joyce

------  I watch the leaves fall to the ground,
(I am)- Surrounded by a feeling
------     of solitude, trapped alone.
------  Left to develop a growing insanity,
------     I wonder, "Have I become my own tormentor?"

------  I wait to hear from you,
------     Seconds passing hours,
------     Minutes move backwards.
------  Time bears no definition, no purpose.
------  Let me know it's better up there,
------     I will rush to be at your side.

(I am)- Filled with sudden darkness,
------     the grass grows past the leaves.
------  I walk away unburdened,
------     But still I bear no comfort,
------  I am not trapped or chained,
------     I am still in solitude.