Tortured, Tried, And Triumph Eternal darkness it can consume you whole Take hold like a vice grip an never letting go Condemning and devouring your pitiful soul So bitter that even your precious heart is cold A crimson filled sky with darkness in my vision The sun radiating a frown thats so enormous Creating my scrapes and even incisions Feeling like Im worthless, I cant afford it Always passive Im stuck in this loop of my life Its like Im circling the drain but wont flush Maybe one day I can conquer I just might Until then Im waiting to spontaneously combust A grey filled sky with lots of a clouds in my vision The suns not radiating a smile thats so enormous Band aiding the scrapes and even incisions Feeling like a hundred bucks, I cant pay my mortgage Eccentric melodies softly spoken in cadence Clearly motioning me toward a new way A new regime, all I have to have is patience And let the good times dictate my mind state An ocean filled sky with not a cloud in my vision The sun radiating a smile thats so enormous Healing the scrapes and even incisions Feeling like a million bucks, Im worth a fortune By: Robert Young
Posted on: Wed, 26 Mar 2014 16:23:00 +0000
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