Sometimes suffering takes away our magic
Wincing and pushing through become the only habit
Pain can build walls, fortresses, cities
Framing everything we see with scary meanings
We feel alone, forgotten, unable
Like a surging electrical box, and someone cut the cables
Hopelessness stalks, a hungry bastard
It is these moments we see how our friends run faster
INTERCEPTED
Go away monsters, mages, and misbehavers
This is not your world, this is not your Snook
This is one crappy page in a beautiful book
You had you moment, now get the truck out
May the door hit you, split you, and leave you SHOOK
Yeah, there be goons here
We have shower opinions, doughnut fantasies, and jokes you can't tell grandma
But we also have fight, friendship, lasting values
We'll bring the belly laughs when the rain comes
We'll hold your hands till the pain's gone
Cause we love you, not just when you smile,
but EVERY DAY
And we are always here to try our best to keep monsters away
RE: Sometimes