Life it self

The wind is hard AGANIST are your face

You keep covering it up with the shield

Of regret

You can’t stop yourself from running from this guilt

It lies on your shoulders

Under it all you are in my heart to stay

And to feel free of sadness on which

You caused

I will not be gone

TIME IS THE SLOWEST THING FOR US

AGAINST US

WASTING IT SEEMS SUCH A SHAME

BUT THAT IS WHAT WE HAVE

WANTING, WAITING, MY HEART STILLS BEATS SLOW

THE FEELING OF NOTHING IS COMPLETING MY SOUL

ONLY A THOUGHT OF YOU MAKES THE BLOOD

PUMP AGAIN

LOSSING IT ALL IS A FEAR THAT IS HALLOWING INSIDE ME

LOVE HAS CAOUGHT ME MORE THEN ONCE AND I OFFER MORE THEN MY BODY CAN GIVE

PUTTING MORE INTO LIFE IT SELF ISN’T WHAT I HAD IN MIND FOR MY YOUTH

COMING AND GOING FROM THIS PARADE IS GETTING OLD

ONLY A THOUGHT OF YOU CAN MAKE THE BLOOD PUMP AGAIN

WISHING THE PAIN WILL GO AWAY FROM THIS HATE THAT IS CARRIED ON MY SHOULDERS

ME AND YOU ARE IN THE WAY OF THIS EXHAUSTED COAS

WANTING TO BE WANTED IN LIFE

TO SHARE A LIFE WITH ANOTHER AND MAKE ANOTHER IS THE HAPPINESS THAT I LACK