Cold sheet on my eyes Frozen in place What disgrace... Hey! I see underneath And yet fought against peace Or I’m just weak.. Lord ...please forgive this one time I’m bored Speeding past the sore fights I idolize the lights That’ve been long in gore Finding a hole long dug before . Let her stay . I can only blame me . And pay seas who fade me . Thoughts of her evade me . Own pressures invade me . Like an evil vision . Saying I’m best . But born.. not left . Holy nest . And no other . I’m poorly cleaver Lord ...I’m no better
An ingenious kind of way My brain only claims the to protest the faith And portray the fame that I hate the same. You and I, only His name Know my brain If you want... Have all the same As He who came Died and raised...
*With who I am What a scam ...* What makes it okay to be angry? I can never understand...! Yet so blind sided with anger under truth with no perspective