Gawd at times it's pretty rough
I get these flashes from the past
The pain, the anger, the sadness
Just creeps up on me, unexpectedly
To recall deeds that has been dealt
The memory like a cutting knife
You think that's all in the past
You think you can heal and move on
But something always comes back to haunt me
Memory lost now recalled
Gawd I need to get these thought out of my mind
But they still haunt my life
Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 6:21 PM UTC
Gawd at times it's pretty rough
I get these flashes from the past
The pain, the anger, the sadness
Just creeps up on me, unexpectedly
To recall deeds that has been dealt
The memory like a cutting knife
You think that's all in the past
You think you can heal and move on
But something always comes back to haunt me
Memory lost now recalled
Gawd I need to get these thought out of my mind
But they still haunt my life
