The Truth

Sometimes there is a thought
That someone cares.
Then it vanishes
As quickly as it comes.

Sometimes I think I hear a voice
That tells me I’m loved.
Then it vanishes
As quickly as it comes.

Sometimes there is a shadow that falls
That makes me feel I am not alone.
Then it vanishes
As quickly as it comes.

Sometimes I dream of a time
Where I am happy once more.
Then it vanishes
As quickly as it comes.

But now I know.
Now I see.
It is the truth
Told to me.

I now must hear
The truth you speak.
Must trust the words
That fall to me.

The thoughts I thought
The words I heard
The sights I saw and
The dreams I dreamed.