Life goes on
The days turn
And Iβm stuck.
Life goes on
But I donβt
And thatβs a problem,
That only affects me.
No one cares how shattered my world may be.
Iβm heart broken as a Greek plate
And I am contrite to reflect,
I let love become destructive
Instead of constructive.
I feel like itβs my fault
And I should just let it go
But my heart is full of love
That has no place to flow.
I should love myself, they say;
But this love I have is for a man.
I should love God, they say;
But God is not a man.
I should and I shouldnβt
Everyone seem to know best,
Yet my heart disagrees
And my days are unrest.
I want to be numb so I donβt feel the pain,
But I have to feel the pain to recall my own name.
I donβt want to say goodbye
But now I think I can.
In the desertβs dusk an echo fades,
I failed
I failed.
A tumultuous sandstorm,
A man is gone
A woman is gone.
People ask for things they cannot handle,
Then it all goes wrong.
You wanted to domain so
I let you lead, and
You lead me to oblivion.
You lead me to more gray hairs, lead.
Caused my eyes to wrinkle, many tears shed.
No wonder I feel that
I failed
I failed.
I fade. Iβm dead. Iβm free. Iβm me.
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