Yes it is clear all of the puff on your face, Its that suffering of a lonely fate. To believe that you are the only one, The only one to see hell, Yes, I don’t understand your pain but I too fell. ******* my knees, God has put this stone on my back that I must payback the fees, The ones with extra high taxes that you will never see.
One never figures to be distraught and terrorized by it, That kind of event that has inflamed your inner candle lit, To create euphoric change in the dynamic of its only being. No you aren’t the only one to want to break free from shackles from within, No you aren’t the only one who has loved so deeply so please don’t begin, To drop your messages of despair and anguish at any chance you wish, I must not put my broken self on her to serve it all on a cold dish.
No I must not because I do think of your pain and that pain alone is more than anyone would want to handle, It is our jobs to continue to love and care for each others soul as they dangle, But you are not the only one…. The only one that had its world be torn apart… And be almost gone… But… Together we shall move on….