As tears roll down my broken face
I thank the Lord above.
I thank him for my aweful day and the many more to come.
I thank for the pain inside that continues to grow and grow.
I thank him for my darkened soul that no one seems to know.
I thank him for my cries of sorrow he listens to each day.
I thank him for the shattered heart he continues to send my way.
I thank him for not loving me and keeps this ruined life alive.
I know I'm meant to live this way but I just want to know why?
How can you keep doing this then just walk away and laugh?
How do you stand to see your child slowly drift away?
I just want my friends all back and keep the rest away.
I want his arms to embrace me tight when I fall down to my knees.
