At the pit of my soul
twisting up in fury
Feeling like an empty hole
May it all be a theory?
Knotted up within my gut
I shall have to disentangle
Although I know I must
Its future seems a wrangle
This case I'd gladly dismiss
but my conscious strongly holds
Leaving me without such bliss
"Let it go" so I've been told
Will it ever be so simple
to let it be and set me free?
or forever be my cripple
keeping my soul feeling sick at sea
Blessed be those who know
not of doubt and jealousy
for it takes the spirit low
and the mind believes so carelessly
Mar 29, 2013
Mar 29, 2013 at 4:35 PM UTC
At the pit of my soul
twisting up in fury
Feeling like an empty hole
May it all be a theory?
Knotted up within my gut
I shall have to disentangle
Although I know I must
Its future seems a wrangle
This case I'd gladly dismiss
but my conscious strongly holds
Leaving me without such bliss
"Let it go" so I've been told
Will it ever be so simple
to let it be and set me free?
or forever be my cripple
keeping my soul feeling sick at sea
Blessed be those who know
not of doubt and jealousy
for it takes the spirit low
and the mind believes so carelessly
