Hemingway

The Start

When the demons come, and there\'s nowhere left to run.

When the thunder roars, and the rain don\'t stop, it pours.

 

When the wind does rattle, and you\'re weary from the battle.

When the flowers don\'t grow, and the seeds you can not sow.

 

When loneliness takes its grip, and each step is followed by a trip.

When your heart no longer sings, and each tear bleeds and stings.

 

When your soul has lost its way, and your pain is every day.

When the final bell has rung, and no ropes to which you clung.

 

When the oceans whip up a rage, and your only comfort is a cage.

When the trees bend and bow, and your only step is slow.

 

When the stars refuse to shine, and you can not see a sign.

When the bottles empty, drunk, and the ship of hope is sunk.

 

When your love is torn apart, and you don\'t know where to start.

This is where you start, you start again.