The laughter is rising from deep within
As others advise me...to wait again
To allow Love...to pass me by
Why not ask me to die
To shrivel up...and pass away
To slowly drift...into decay
Haven't I waited...for all these years
Amidst the pain...and falling tears
Which quit falling...not long ago
Dried up rivers...that ceased to flow
One or two may fall...when I'm alone
As i feel myself...turning to stone
But only when sadness...is crushing me
Which is something...that I hate to see
But...it doesn't show on my face
As the transformation's taking place
Locking me inside...deep within...
Where the laughter began...and returned again
To echo loudly...where I cannot flee...
Awakening the demons...which are tormenting me!!!
Written By... Robert Neal