Sometimes

I remember your voice when i told you
the sound of grief severing through
I regret that to this day
I didnt want to

I gave something away
that wasnt mine
Recalling that day
nothing was fine

If i could take back
all the things that i said
I would
It made my world black

It ached and it burned
the blood never showed
My stomach it turned
His face it glowed

To hear him mention it
to see the arrogance upon his face
I took all his shit and I went to
his pace.

His memory I block now
to try and leave him out
The question I ask myself is
HOW?

God give me stregnth to stand up to him
To tell him like it is.
God give me grace
to smother it in his face.

Accept this explantion
Block him out
Free yourself of him
Me and you
is all that counts.