I've been here before
The state of misery
There's no map out
And my guide is gone
Took me here left me alone
To find my way home
She ripped my heart once sewn
With the finest string
The other thing...
I just can't seem to bring
Myself to swallow the drink
Called truth because it stings
I thought i was the king
But really I am nothing
Really My hearts crushed
I yell and cuss but
No don't look back
The skin grafts aren't so bad
Now my hearts patched
And my life is enhanced
You can fool that man
I take pity as often as I can
Looking back I see a gap
The size of April in my past
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