Arbitrary belief and nobody wins.
Momentary relief and the wheel spins.
Based on the promise of coming salvation.
It feels more like absolute retaliation.
They ask what's wrong and I shrug.
But they see past the holes we've dug.
I cry again and it pains me so.
But miserable men can't say no.
He thinks time will fix the wounds.
She sleeps comfortably in cold rooms.
I wish that you could stop me from crying all night.
You wish I'd stop struggling and go towards the light.
I can shout but no one will listen.
Try as I may there's no calm position.
I wish this hurt, pain, and agony didn't stay.
I wish it was easy for me not to feel this way.
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