Helen

Your kisses leave me, crying on the train, bad tongues raised in family, your shocked views, run dread across my face, more jelly for the blues, who knows what to believe, but a growing grain, brings blessed relief, who'll protects this crew, from the orphanage gates, do they hear the truth, a swollen relief, a stillborn fate, a tiny star across the sea, you can't see how cruel, life can be, before sunrise looms, your tears won't reach, me going away, guilt riddles my dreams, hope for better days.