I'm always the first,
Always left to think and deals with **** headfirst.
It's like I'm cursed,
And I need to be dealt with and nursed.
I try sometimes to keep immersed,
Into everything peaceful, but I always reverse,
Onto old thoughts with a negative thirst.
But I get out of it when I think of her and our good times I rehearse,
Or I over think and remember she hurting, so my happiness emerge.
So I pray to God for guidance and her protection,
Then I cool down and I relax from all frustration.
But it repeats and that what's make me the worst,
Because I'm always the first,
Always left to think and deals with **** headfirst.
It's like I'm cursed,
And I need to be dealt with and nursed.
I try sometimes to keep immersed,
Into everything peaceful, but I always reverse,
Onto old thoughts with a negative thirst.
But I get out of it when I think of her and our good times I rehearse,
Or I over think and remember she hurting, so my happiness emerge.
So I pray to God for guidance and her protection,
Then I cool down and I relax from all frustration.
And maybe I'll be good for a few days or weeks,
Then in God I pray and her love and care I seeks.