There is no good reason,
I should have to be so alone.
I'm smothered by this emptiness,
I wish I was made of stone.
Like a fool I lent my soul to love,
And It paid me back in change.
God help me;
Am I the only one who's ever felt this way?
A heart that's worn and weathered,
Would know better than to fight.
But I wore mine like a weapon,
Played out love like a crime.
And it wrung me out and strung me out,
And it hung years on my face.
God help me;
Am I the only one who's ever felt this way?
Now my sense of humor needs a break.
I see a shadow in the mirror,
And she's laughing through her tears.
One more smile's all I can fake.
There is a wound inside me,
And it's bleeding like a flood.
There's times when I see a light ahead,
Hope is not enough.
As another night surrounds me,
And It pounds me like a wave.
God help me;
Am I the only one who's ever felt this way?
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