Did it have to be this painful? Did it have to be so painful and wrecking that it makes it so hard to get up from bed? To stay awake and feel everything? Or to sleep it all away but still dream of him at night? *Did it have to be this way?
i forced myself to write something so just a few drops i found myself in crosswords until that doors are closed i exhaust myself for a few syllables until that time i reach you i jumped from line to line i fell down and got shot now anger pushes me below..
But I can sit and dream a while. About her and her perfect smile. Yes I can see her in my dreams. And watch her dance among moonbeams. Her golden silken hair all free. And then she comes and walks by me.
Oh my lady Your hair enlightens my world as sun drawing water Your smile makes me blessed as a newborn child Your eyes I get lost in the blue of eyes as depths of ocean You keep me from my darkness my death part of life my lostness