I Stand

The trouble you seek
Or rather the trouble that seeks you
Makes you no less important in my mind
I stand up here looking out often
Hoping to catch a glimpse of you
I stand up here searching the horizen
Praying for your safe return

The days have grown long indeed
My nights remain almost sleepless
But who could sleep?
How I have forgotten the meaning
Of that word sleep

I will fight tomarrow
And in this attempt
I will look through those alive
And search helplessly through
Those who are dead

I stand here alone
In this fight to live
I stand here alone
In the fight to be free
I stand here alone
In this fight to be happy
I live to see you again
But will you be standing with me
At the end, my dear friend?