Body In The Truth
How do I accept the loss of something so close?
I sit there, helpless and lost. I’m lost in the shadows
I’m a runaway train, I’ve derailed completely,
I’ve lost myself but I won’t let go! After all, who said change comes easy?
Nowadays, when I think of love for me it’s;
Going..
Going..
Gone!
I wonder why I feel so tormented in the hours before dawn
Maybe because I cant stop wondering where the life I once had has bloody gone
When we’re in a world full of love, love that often goes unspoken
One can no longer trust, because that trust is always broken
People retreat from the world for a multitude of reasons
As I hold my heart in my hand, I know I’ve walked through the hardest of seasons
Because not seeing the good in anything, this has always been my curse
But the past is just a bully, I won’t give up….for better or worse,
So here I lay upon the ground, with any scraps that I have left,
If they stole from me the moonlight,
do the 200 billion stars left, mean we are cursed, or blessed?
