As I watched dreams shatter before my very eyes
I was not sad, I did not cry
I almost felt the hand of time
Only telling me what I already knew.

I cannot seem to escape the sick feelings from the past
Yet I have a peace with them
Though before me hurt made its presence known,
I was not scared, nor did I cringe.

Peace be with my soul
For a soul without peace is no soul at all
And may I find comfort in that which is in my soul
And not in that which tries to destroy it.