It’s days like these that I’m proud of my defenses…that I can block the energy so I don’t feel the offenses… that suction of life out of my core to leave a hollow pit that suffers in its emptiness like never before. Good thing I can block that today. ‘Cause the devil came out to play with the minds of the fragile leaving a bloody mess. Lord it’s a tragedy, I must confess. So please bring back yesterday… that time of innocence. Before I knew how unfathomable actions could be. Before that news that I would see. Before I knew evil’s act. Just erase the trauma, take it all in fact. Leave me with yesterday… that time without sin. When the world was good and love would win.