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It must be meant to be
like an angel sent to me
a beautiful creature of love and empathy

she feels all of the pain
and she tries to help in vain
she tastes my tears of heartache and pain

she tried and she tried
something was missing inside
she realized that my spirit had died

it must be meant to end
these wounds weren't meant to mend
she was an angel god never meant to send
I can't help it
sometimes it pours out of me
the doubt of me
it's an downward mentality

I can feel it
burning deep inside of me
I lie to me
I tell myself it's sobriety

I can't fight it
it always gets the best of me
It's testing me
trying to **** my destiny

I can see it
taking over all of me
it's calling me
it's sure to be the fall of me
We can only know what we want to know
hear what we want to hear
most don't want to show their pain or their fear

we can only say what we want to say
see what we want to see
most don't want to pay a backlashing fee

we can only show what we want to show
make it all disappear
most don't want to know what we see and hear
Patience, lord grant me patience
I'm gonna break and I can no longer take it
basics, all I need are the basics
everything is fake and I'm gonna break it

(I guess I'll fall behind
I'll never be in first place
my life ain't a contest
it's just a hearse race)

status, I don't need no status
why do we buy everything they throw at us
habits, I am breaking the habits
I'd rather be last than first in the madness
It's forty five degrees today
it's still the coldest day of the year
I just keep asking myself
what the hell am I doing here

the sun comes up and I lay down
I'd rather sleep the light away
I'd rather be by myself
on this foggy Christmas day
Absent father, suffer mother
missing hand that held the other
breath of life, given to smother
the future of sister and brother

— The End —