Tell me it will be ok
Show me a happier place
You mean well
But it doesn't disappear
My phone will ring
To tell me my future will change
But you won't feel it
You won't feel it
Holding the yelling echos is my eyes
I see the broken feelings fly
But you can't
You can't see my sorrow
Unless you experience it
You will never know
I would never wish such a curse
I would never wish that on you
Dreaming of tomorrow
Hoping it becomes yesterday
Trying to escape from today
But I will never escape today
The tears never make it to my eyes
They leak through my heart
The hole has become to big
Such a waste of something so sweet
I am detached from reality
Too bruised to care
Every hit to the heart
Just becomes a way of life
My life isn't that bad
I was able to escape the chaos
But the guilt never leaves
It never leaves
Rounds of worry
Swirling in the shaddows
Dusting happiness enough to desguise it
It's time to start cleaning
To look through the glass bottle of life
Is to bypass the distorted figures
And make sense of it all
Can you make sense of mine?
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Something which sounds quite obscure, with this intelligent write you produce clarity, and it comes in this little piece, "Rounds of worry
Swirling in the shaddows
Dusting happiness enough to desguise it
It's time to start cleaning", which means that you are actually doing that in real time. Good job.
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i like it very well written and remember your my friend to and i care a great deal for you if you need me you know i'll be around
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