It's all been done before Time, as a construct is illusionary. Past, present and future are combined. There are no dividing lines We have existed in awe to learn again from our elder selves.
Years Decades Tears of Love Every photo Every thought Every word spoken The times The feelings Drive deep pain in my heart It kneeds wanting Needing Praying I am heard Felt Loved and promised The only The only thing That matters is my hope Tears fall down my cheeks From my eyes it rains A pit in my stomache Major anguish Anxiety Fear Hate Desire Panic Mania Discomfort Jealousy All wade down like a hell in life Why did god make me I ask myself I fight to live for love of nothing Nothing matters When the water runs dry Theres no want Just death Sorrow Failure Guilt No shimmering light No hand reaching out Words spoken Words unheard Where is my wife What happend to me Why am I crying Mariah Carey makes me cry It hurts knowing It hurts seeing someone in my place On my throne In my house In my bed Holding my wife Kissing my woman ******* my love The abuse The greed The uncanny The unfaithfulness What can one do Where can one go Will this ever be over Will death save me Will this darkness pass How do I rid this sorrow I am tortured for being faithful Stabbed for being born Ridden for fighting back Outkast for wanting more The care I have is dead I want this burden to end Mariah Carey makes me cry All I want is to die
