Another Day
ANOTHER DAY HAS GONE
MY MIND KEEPS HOLDING SOUR MEMORIES
OF WHAT THAT HAS BEEN
BUT ALL THIS PONDERING
WILL DRIVE ME INSANE
SHE WILL NOT COME BACK
BUT MY HEART CONTINUES TO BLEED
LIKE A WOUNDED DOG
WHILE THE SCARS DEEPEN IN MY HEART
I STRUGGLE TO LIVE CONSTANTLY
REMINDED OF YOU EVERYTHING WHERE I TURN
I'LL GIVE YOU THE MISERY, I BREATHE
I RATHER TAKE ALL YOUR PAIN OR MAYBE EVEN YOUR PLACE
AND A NEW DAY START
BUT I STILL FEEL THE SAME WAY
Copyright © Mary Jane Randall | Year Posted 2018
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