My head was spinning
Split open, ripe and ready...
Sometimes I think to myself,
Maybe God was trying to punish me...
Thou art shrouded with a thorny bush,
And I perceive thy heart bleeds...
For these words I must say, May not be the right...
must be said...
Ill miss you!
all the times we use 2b...
The softness of your voice soothens my soul
As I lay hoping the moment will never go...
I remember when I was with you,
I always felt at home...
It's not my life
It's what i say every night i came back...
I know it asn't your fault
I hate it but then i halt...
Days of hardship, tossed in betrayal,
I wonder they be ever gone, in shadows of ascended...
I'm sorry I'll do better next time
that doesn't always do the trick...
How I wish I had feelings, or some words to say
maybe one memory, for fathers day...