I remember the hope you once had
When you knew happiness as a lad
But the clock ticking
The attacks kept knicking
Away at your heart once glad
Something shattered the person you were
Something initiated your life into blur
I can not know
How deep the sorrow
That your heart seems to lure
Where O light did you go?
Why this baggage must I tow?
To help you find
Your own self and mind
That your heart has long let go.
We, hand in hand, must not part
The binding of self is an art
You are me
The one who can't see
How lost, how desperate, our heart
Nov 25, 2013
Nov 25, 2013 at 11:28 AM UTC
I remember the hope you once had
When you knew happiness as a lad
But the clock ticking
The attacks kept knicking
Away at your heart once glad
Something shattered the person you were
Something initiated your life into blur
I can not know
How deep the sorrow
That your heart seems to lure
Where O light did you go?
Why this baggage must I tow?
To help you find
Your own self and mind
That your heart has long let go.
We, hand in hand, must not part
The binding of self is an art
You are me
The one who can't see
How lost, how desperate, our heart
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