You whisper into my ear at record pace
I could walk away but it would only start a chase
I whimper as you grab me and pull me back by my hair
Desperately I cast sideways glaces to avoid meeting your stare
I feel you pressing against me
Cocking
Your head in time with your gun
I hate how you always get me
Soaking
Trying to drown out my hearts thrum
Casting my thoughts to the angry tide
Needing to avoid your wild rides
Your highs too high and your lows bottomless
It's been years and I don't see a way out of this
You huff a laugh against the column of my throat
My mind within an ocean praying for a line or a boat
The cuts have been too deep
Your blood's mixed in with mine
I wish I could find peace through sleep
But you're still there behind my eyes

When people doubt you
And you know you're not wrong
Fight and stay strong!

When people mock you and belittle you're faith with Christ
You know you're not wrong
Fight and stay strong!

When people attack you with wrongful word's remember Christ was bruised for telling the truth. You know you're not wrong fight and stay strong.

When people see Christ when he returns they will know you weren't wrong! Keep fighting and stay strong.

My life was an imagery
with so many similies...
The scenario it created
made it a romedy...

My life was an irony
with so many illusions...
Wrong motifs were understood
It became a tragedy....

My life is an oxymoron
with so many paradox...
Care for nothing
but everything disturbs...

My life is a tragic-comedy
with so many dramas...
no foreshadowing
but the flashback hurts....

A man who becomes my mother
Love and Care was his place of wisdom
He was none other than my brother who will be with me ever.

He presented me a beautiful flower
She blooms the happiness of my brother's kingdom
A man who becomes my mother

Was her power
Who took her to paradise with his presence of welcome
He was none other than my brother who will be with me ever .

An eminent founder
Who founds my hidden optimist and sounds it with a feel of awesome
A man who becomes my mother

Was my living saviour
Who views me through prism
He was none other than my brother who will be with me ever.

He is my mighty creator
Who could reedem me from dead lonesome
A man who becomes my mother
He was none other than my brother who will be with me ever .