My armor...

You do not see my armor

You do not see my sword

But every day I fight the battle

That keeps us moving forward

Throw your pain upon me

Let me absorb the blows

Because the hurt I’d take in your place

Only Heaven knows

I’ll jump in front of bullets

Stand up for you high and low

I’ll try to stop the hands of time

Though it never seems to slow

I can only be your shield

For a short amount of time

Eventually the hurt moves past

This fragile heart of mine

So for now I’ll ask the questions

Hear what the doctors have to say

Because I’ll have to tell it all to you

When you ask me one day

And when you’re sleeping

In your bed safe down the hall

I’ll cry into my pillow

And let my armor fall