Letter of Sorrow

Take that gun away from me,
cause I'm not coming home,
those scissors aren't met to cut hair,
angels are gonna stomp on my grave,
nothing can save, each day I fall, your
words leave me silent, but that bullet
will help you see what I see, my eyes
are dry, tears won't help them only my
dreams.

Things hidden are meant only for me,
help is a drug that leaves a happiness, a
new future, but as your veins clean,
just say anything to keep this alive as
they would want me to be, walking
the stairs to a new sympathy, but let me
lie alone where I should be, am I breaking
the rules that you believe God sent to us,
I've seen his angels, are you still holy in
any way, time to rethink over your religion
for one more day.

Love brings us all home, can you show that
togetherness is what your mind writes, leave
me in the center and alone, mine is
thousands of miles where I'll never see,
my grace fall.