She’s not worth a poem
And all the memory foam
In the world can’t make me remember 
How I was that September 
Before the world cascaded in
And it wasn’t even because of him
I just lost all that was worth 
The life that doesn’t hurt 
When it’s taken from you
And I was shaken and you
Drove the knife deeper in
Into my back, you win
But God or something serene
Broke the spell of the dream
And came in and lifted me up
“You don’t need to drink from that cup”
As the sky shattered in Room One
You crossed the line and I was done 
And nothing you say can get me back
Friends don’t try to attack
You when you’re weak and slim
And Jesus is real and I trust in Him
When nothing could stop the tears
And the promise of the years
To show off what’s meant by fate
The spirit leveler of Death and we all have a date
With the darkness that comes to show
That holding on must be let go
And it is not the end
Though sometimes I still pretend
To fit in with the people
I genuflect at the steeple
Coz it’s a symbol of You
And all that I didn’t have to do
To be One again
I guess I found what you meant back then
When you said that many rooms 
Are there to meet us when doom
Is all that you can expect
And people reject
The two thieves on the cross
But Paradise is not lost
As you turn to your right 
And the Spirit ignite
What was left on the floor
I don’t hurt like that anymore