Real Reflection
This was written during an awful time of my life. Just awful. The song is heavy. Sad. Depressing. Not a fun read. But I did get over it, and I'm a better now. I learned a lot from that era of my life.
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Real Reflection
I walk the streets alone, falling for it seems all the time.
I have made too many mistakes. I have broken too many hearts. I have made too many mistakes. I have broken too many hearts.
It seems the only thing I can do, I can do. Is shut up. Is shut up.
People's hearts I I have broken. Will still be on my mind. I have nothing, or so it feels.
The tears won't stop forming, the sand fallin' through my hands.
I had good intentions, but the road to hell it's filled with them.
Hell came, and sollowed everything in it's path, even me.
So now it feels like, there's nothing that can be done. There's nothing that can be done. There's nothing that can be done.
So, I drown myself, with music of the past. To heal, but I know, it won't work. At all.
At all.
I want my shatterEd heart to be healed, and hope and wish for miracles to happen.
But why do I feel that ain't happening. Through this real reflection, the pain and tears will never stop, just like my mouth.
This heart my be forever shattered and torn. Unless somehow I get healed.
Get healed.
Get healed.
Healed.
So, I'll keep falling.
Falling.
Falling.
Falling.
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