I Just Want a Quiet Place to Cry

Do I ask that the heavens bow down

And that angels weep for my own sake?

Are there to be thundering black clouds overhead

Hurtling spikes of lightning at my call?

No, I ask no such thing.

I seek but only to loose the burden on my soul,

To clear my heart of the cold

And of the heaviness that life has brought upon me.

Let the universe roll on

While I sit in my quiet place and cry.