these four walls
are the only things
that i can turn to
everything else
just seems so distant
why god?
do you make me so
i build a thousand walls around myself
hoping that someone will come in
i lament to you
is there any such person?
And my bloody hands
are tired of the pricks
from tearing down the thorns
and i begin to fill with scorn
my faith withers
and rekindles
all at the same time
you fill me up
and bring me down
am i forever to be alone?
teach me love
send me an angel
and teach me to keep her
for i've learnt everything
but to take care of myself
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