Finding clouded memories
of humble feelings raw
to always know
the sweet bitter sting
of finding
exstacy...
When you come and then you go
never meant for me
What words to use to understand
why you cannot be
Tossing around the hurtfull thought
that maybe hearts should go
and welcome home the little child
hatefull bitter truth.
Never
Trust
Your
Soul.
of humble feelings raw
to always know
the sweet bitter sting
of finding
exstacy...
When you come and then you go
never meant for me
What words to use to understand
why you cannot be
Tossing around the hurtfull thought
that maybe hearts should go
and welcome home the little child
hatefull bitter truth.
Never
Trust
Your
Soul.
